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Went to two auctions this morning but walked away empty-handed. The estate sale of the collector who filled up a building's worth of stuff was fun to walk through but devoid of anything I wanted. I'll post the photo of the stuffed rattlesnake when I can find my camera's download cord. If I had wanted one of about fifteen WWII British army helmets, any number of old Playboys, Penthouses, Juggs, etc magazines from the 1970s and 80s, a bad plaster bust of Elvis, or a painting of a matador, I'd have been in luck, though.
Then we went to the university's surplus auction, where we were luckily too late for me to bid on another nice wooden chair. I did have to be pried away from assorted boxes of old bottles (mostly for canning, some for chemistry) and fortunately they didn't have lids or I may have ended up with them anyway.
After that I dropped Bemo off at home, where he took a nap (they have a gig tonight) and I went on a bike ride, since the weather here has cooled off, at least for this one day. Yesterday was pure muggy hell, but today we had cool temps and a nice breeze, and I wanted to enjoy it. I pedaled farther down the bike trail than I've ever been before, managing a nice pace and a higher gear than I usually do. The trail is really flat, so sometimes it seems like you're just huffing and puffing away endlessly, with no hill to coast down or to triumph over. It's a pretty trail, though - past the zoo, lots of flowers, trees, backyards, bunnies, and birds, and used by other people running, biking, rollerblading, and walking dogs. Lots of people here seem to like bringing the whole family out on the bike trails, from wee munchkins in bike trailers to older kids on those ride-along bikes or their own independent bikes, scooting along ahead of mom and dad.
Got back to the house and wandered off to Lane Bryant, where I tried on things that I can't afford to buy at the moment (or at any moment in the near future) and found two cute dresses that perhaps will make it to the sales rack for me to swoop on. I continue to freak myself out by trying on not just clothing marked 14-16 but plain old 14 and mostly having it fit, barring a pair of skinny jeans with a low rise that tried to strangle my crotch. Depending on the cut of the piece of clothing, I'm not anywhere near an overall 14 (my boobs are refusing to budge) but the whole weight loss thing continues to surprise and amaze me, even if I sometimes look in the mirror and see no difference. I'm trying to fight a recent trend of eating badly again: not bad old days badly, which involved super-sized fast food meals and stocking the house with cookies, but rather treating myself to "just this one thing" or "an extra four crackers won't make a difference" types of rationalizations. I know it's not what I need to be doing, and I need to rein it in without triggering that part of my brain that says "EAT EVERYTHING NOW YOU DESERVE IT."
There might be a new-to-us sofa in the works for tomorrow. I am v. v. excited about that.
apis_melliferaWent to two auctions this morning but walked away empty-handed. The estate sale of the collector who filled up a building's worth of stuff was fun to walk through but devoid of anything I wanted. I'll post the photo of the stuffed rattlesnake when I can find my camera's download cord. If I had wanted one of about fifteen WWII British army helmets, any number of old Playboys, Penthouses, Juggs, etc magazines from the 1970s and 80s, a bad plaster bust of Elvis, or a painting of a matador, I'd have been in luck, though.
Then we went to the university's surplus auction, where we were luckily too late for me to bid on another nice wooden chair. I did have to be pried away from assorted boxes of old bottles (mostly for canning, some for chemistry) and fortunately they didn't have lids or I may have ended up with them anyway.
After that I dropped Bemo off at home, where he took a nap (they have a gig tonight) and I went on a bike ride, since the weather here has cooled off, at least for this one day. Yesterday was pure muggy hell, but today we had cool temps and a nice breeze, and I wanted to enjoy it. I pedaled farther down the bike trail than I've ever been before, managing a nice pace and a higher gear than I usually do. The trail is really flat, so sometimes it seems like you're just huffing and puffing away endlessly, with no hill to coast down or to triumph over. It's a pretty trail, though - past the zoo, lots of flowers, trees, backyards, bunnies, and birds, and used by other people running, biking, rollerblading, and walking dogs. Lots of people here seem to like bringing the whole family out on the bike trails, from wee munchkins in bike trailers to older kids on those ride-along bikes or their own independent bikes, scooting along ahead of mom and dad.
Got back to the house and wandered off to Lane Bryant, where I tried on things that I can't afford to buy at the moment (or at any moment in the near future) and found two cute dresses that perhaps will make it to the sales rack for me to swoop on. I continue to freak myself out by trying on not just clothing marked 14-16 but plain old 14 and mostly having it fit, barring a pair of skinny jeans with a low rise that tried to strangle my crotch. Depending on the cut of the piece of clothing, I'm not anywhere near an overall 14 (my boobs are refusing to budge) but the whole weight loss thing continues to surprise and amaze me, even if I sometimes look in the mirror and see no difference. I'm trying to fight a recent trend of eating badly again: not bad old days badly, which involved super-sized fast food meals and stocking the house with cookies, but rather treating myself to "just this one thing" or "an extra four crackers won't make a difference" types of rationalizations. I know it's not what I need to be doing, and I need to rein it in without triggering that part of my brain that says "EAT EVERYTHING NOW YOU DESERVE IT."
There might be a new-to-us sofa in the works for tomorrow. I am v. v. excited about that.