I gotta admit I'm really enjoying this not working thing. I ought to be all stessed and ashamed of myself, but by golly, I am just wallowing in it! I do the lady of leisure thing quite well. Laundry is piled three feet high on the dining-room table, and the top layer is covered with cat hair because it's been sitting there for days. I spent yesterday organizing my magazines. I had a motley collection of those magazine storage boxes which I covered in wood-grain contact paper to make them all go together, and I pulled out several pounds of magazines I haven't even looked at in five years (Off to the used magazine store one of these days.) I got the knitting magazines all together, and the quilting magazines all together, and then I got to the writer's magazines where I have been published, and I just spent the rest of the afternoon reading my fabulous poetry and short stories, and rolling around in self-appreciation. Gotta tell you, DH came home to a messy house and a very happy woman. And, since he is a man with his priorities straight, he was delighted with the way I spent my day!


Every year, we take the Friday of LaborDay weekend, and go to the State Fair. Tomorrow,
more pictures of sheepies and bunnies and fun fair activities. And I'm gonna buy at least two oysters guaranteed to contain a pearl. I am addicted to this. It's like gambling when you know you will always win, but you never know what. Or it's like Christmas in a clamshell. You don't know what you're going to get, but you know it will be marvelous. I adore the colored pearls, but the white ones are awfully nice, too.

I am, however, going to skip Weight Watcher's weigh in today because DH and I will be having breakfast first, and since I have already started the cheat of not eating untill after the weigh in, it will be a guaranteed gain. Moreover, I always wear the same short, lightweight dress for weigh in, and I like pants with pockets for our trips to the fair. So, rather than have a gain, and not stay for the meeting, I will wait till next week and maybe make my goal.

No fried turkey leg for lunch! Maybe a mango smoothie. (Yum!)

Hope your day is glorious, and may Earl stay well away from the coast!