Okay, I think that I will have to make the tshirts, maybe, for the kidney chain, if I really want them. My aunt hasn't said another thing about it and she's had health issues, and I don't feel like harassing her about them.
Does anyone know the cheapest way to go about it? Cafepress will give me the "bulk" rate of $18.99 and that's using a generic tshirt, not a womens or a mens. I like cafepress and the ability to create what I want but is there a cheaper way? There's 10 of us. And I love them, but that adds UP.
I watched The Sixth Sense again last night. It really is brilliantly done, but it's still kinda a downer. Which usually is why I don't watch movies. I can't seem to keep myself unemotionally involved from movies, and if a movie is The Sixth Sense...well. You know. Great acting in the movie, however.
You know what the difference is between me and someone who isn't as overly optimistic? I mostly don't believe anything I see. I don't believe the illusion of the world. Most of the time. It almost sucked me in last week. And I suppose I'm never Out Of The Clear. My head is at war often, saying "But what I SEE is this...." and my higher me is saying "But what I know is this." and the 2 never ever match up.
The zoo kicks my ass. I go, probably more excited than the kids, and I give myself away to the zillion of people there, looking at them, people watching, guessing what's going on with them. I love the animals and then I feel sad that they are stuck, even though many of them are there to get rehab. The eagle! OMG! The eagle has a broken wing and is ENORMOUS and was right there by the window. I could have almost touched it. Stunningly beautiful! And an indigo bunting, which are my all time favorites EVER. Waxwings, pileated woodpecker...I haven't been to the MN zoo in a long time, apparently, because it's all different and I really like some of their new exhibits. But by time it's over I'm drained, I usually wasn't "done" but kids go faster than I do, and I come home and pass out. Which I guess was a good thing because I had energy to spare yesterday. Today, not so much, to the relief of my family.
Doolittle's fish tacos are THE BEST EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER. As is their rosemary bread. I ate real butter for the first time in a month yesterday and it was heavenly. I'll have to resist when I go to the store today. Cullen left to go get the kids a movie, and came home with fish tacos instead, and a icar thing for my nano. :) He's so freaking cute. Sometimes though I think I WOULD actually want to be in his head. I hope he doesn't do these things because he thinks it endears him to me any more than he already is. But on the way to the zoo I mentioned making myself insane because I can't leave a station on. Stupid song= get a new station. I wear the numbers out looking for something I can feel. No longer! YAY ME. Maybe that'll help me get pumped up to jump in the sexmobile (minivan) and go clean.
I'm on day 5 of my iodine/iodide treatment. I wonder how long I'll have to wait to go get my thyroid tested and see if my numbers are moving in the "right" direction. And with our brand new suck ass insurance, I wonder if it's worth it to go at all? Do not know. And does my yearly molestation that I haven't gone to count as a yearly, or do I need my primary to do it at my yearly in order for it to count? And why do *I* need to do all the finding out for everything? I need a detail person.
Adele= rolling in the deep. She rocks.
Dunkin Donuts coffee, be mine!
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