Prone to attacks of randomness

I feel the need to ramble about several random things tonight. I also have intentions of posting an equally random assortment of fic recs, too. We'll see how that goes later...

READING LISTS

I am up to forty-nine books read from my award committee pile o' doom. I am afraid that I have inadverently picked up a self-published book for my next one. *eyes book suspiciously* And it's blurbed inside by someone at a Catholic elementary school, someone at a private Christian school, and then it starts with a bible verse and an inspiring quote. Ummmmmmm. I am dubious and wary. (Then there was always the book from last year with the comma error IN THE TITLE.) My self-published book rant, let me spare you from it.

DOMESTICITY

About six months ago, I inherited a hand-me-down sewing machine from my aunt. ( It is officially vintage )

Anyhow, with the luxury of last weekend being a long weekend, I spent a morning wandering around on home decorating blogs--always a dangerous prospect--and now I am attempting to create a cover for the small cat's favourite chair out of an old Ikea sheet and a couple worn-out towels. Next up, a cover for troutkitty's notebooks with pockets for post-its and pens. I have no plans for any projects that can't be accomplished with interesting-looking scraps from the remnants bin, however.

LIFESTUFF

We made yummy things for Valentine's Day. troutkitty has finally seen the specialist for her evil arm issues. Surgery isn't an option, but thank GOD, the pain management clinic people seem to be helping. I was suddenly craving brunch at the Deane House this morning like WHOA, eggs benedict on their yummy, yummy biscuits. I was willing to concede, however, that driving the four hours to Calgary and back in the ice fog and if we left THAT MINUTE getting there fifteen minutes before they stopped serving brunch was probably not the best plan. So my girl made me biscuits. I loves her. For more than her biscuit-making tendencies, of course. But they were good biscuits.

WORKSTUFF

I can see the end of The Grant That Ate My Brain. It's for our early literacy/family literacy program, ( which is good, becuase the deadline is Friday )

And then I get to go back to all the things I have been pushing off to one side while working on the grant app. I have a teen program on Friday for which I have yet to even see one of the games we are supposed to be playing (Wii Music, to go with Guitar Hero and Rock Band) and have done nothing at all about figuring out where we are going to get any of the anime series on DVD, let alone the public performance rights, for our March program. (Anyone want to lend me the first episode of Bleach, Ranma, Fruits Basket, Death Note, Cowboy Bebop, EVA, and is Ouran host Club even out on DVD? We have Fullmetal Alchemist.)

SPEAKING OF MEDIA CONSUMPTION...

troutkitty is mainlining Farscape. We are both pleasantly surprised at Being Erica. (Although the end of Rabbit Fall was a HUGE disappointment.) Being Human is in no way similiar or related, but also of the good. I have decided that I want to watch Psych.

And now I need to go to SLEEP.