I finally caved and bought some bulbs. They kept extending my coupon. It expired on Friday. Then it was good through the weekend. Then it was good until Monday at midnight. Rather than buy several $25 bags of 50 bulbs, I bought fewer fancier ones. I want it to be worth the tulip bandit’s while. Altogether I think I got about 50 which I will no doubt be bitching and moaning about in a month when I have to plant them.
I might have already written about this. For almost my whole checking-account possessing life, which started when I was 16, I balanced my checkbook to the penny every month. I can’t remember when but in the last year or two, I balanced and if it was within $5 I wouldn’t worry about it. Now I’ve started to round up and round down to the nearest .50¢ for all the entries in my checkbook. I don’t think I’m properly conveying how major this is for me to be so lax about my checkbook. And I think this is personal growth. Is it really worth it to spend an hour trying to find .17¢?
I bought new yoga clothes and I wore them for the first time last night. The top is awesome but the pants felt like they were falling down the whole time. By falling down I mean my buttcrack was getting some air. Jeez, when I was a girl pants came up and covered your entire bottom.
If you’re a Coen Brothers fan, I highly recommend Burn After Reading. I saw it with my Mom and Dad over the weekend and we all enjoyed it. Really great performances from everyone.
I’m not watching Heroes this season. Nothing you say will make me change my mind.
One of my notes looks like it says “order owre.” I have no idea what that means and it’s annoying me more than it should.
