-- The Job Interview
It happens this Wednesday. Praying types can feel free to kneel, superstitious types should knock on wood, and Lovecraftian types should refrain from summoning Cthulhu at least until we hear how it went.
We'll all be driving to the big VA for the occasion, so do wish us a short and carsick-free journey, won't you? There's more I could add about how the cost of living in this area is so high that we might be downgrading into a one bedroom apartment, but I'm a little tired of being Cart-Before-The-Horse-Girl. We'll see how it all shakes down first.
--The Tree
Remember how Oprah had this bee in her Best Life bonnet about "The Secret" and how if you set up some kind of shrine in your house with pictures and other things invoking the goal you seek, it will come true? (Which part of me believes is all kinds of crazy, but part of me also really likes?)
Remember how a couple of weeks ago, I started a blog entry with "There is Unrest in the Forest", and then proceeded to spin out a metaphor about prescribed wildfires?
And then this happened?
WATCH YOURSELF, PEOPLES.
Here are some shots of the aftermath:
The insanity is pretty much cleared away at this point, but not before it culminated in me with SAHM hair doing an interview amidst the sounds of chainsaws on the local NBC affiliate. Suffice it to say that I think the tree has had its revenge.
--The Couch
We're once again sitting pretty, thanks to the generosity of a lovely friend who opened her heart and her basement door and allowed us a second chance at being couch owners. I've since added a couple of throw pillows that match a picture hung (oddly off center and too high up) on the wall, and this is the result:
We're super pleased, as this new couch is not only less broken than the old one (not at all, in fact), it's much wider and much more comfortable. It receives the Mr. Milkweed nap Seal of Approval. Thanks, L!
I promise to try and check in while we're gone in VA, and to be a better blogger in general than I have lately. Crazy times call for crazy measures, after all!
7 comments:
Glad to hear the updates--I've been wondering! I'll keep my fingers crossed!!
I would like to emphasize to any readers who may be calling onn the Great Old Ones to please, please, PLEASE only use the complete edition of the Necronomicon - that is, the Latin translation by Olaus Wormius, as printed in Spain in the seventeenth century. Use of Dr. Dee's English version is strictly contraindicated. Also, well-wishers with gift boxes be advised: we are well to capacity on shoggoths, and don't have any more room for them in the attic. Finally, although we can't go into any details in this forum, rest assured that I am not interviewing for an adjunct or even tenure-track position at Miskatonic University, as their health insurance makes no allowance for mind-withering insanity induced by the cyclopean and impossible angles of the dreaming city of R'lyeh, to say nothing of their dental coverage.
oh, i think i loooove that couch!!
i don't love the idea of you moving to VA, but i'll stay back here on the cart for now. ;)
Mistermilkweed, you dork, none of my blog readers is that into H.P. Lovecraft! Now they're going to think you're off your rocker. And you're "Mr. Milkweed," for the record. It's not like Mister Mister. (Love you, deebs!)
In order: 1) Good luck in VA and at the interview! 2) That tree looks so scary. Glad you guys are ok, and things are back to normal. 3) I love the couch! Maybe you can send me your good couch mojo...I just have this lame-ass fouton; I washed the cover and now it doesn't fit.
I need a dictionary after reading Mistermilkweeds comments :)
Nonetheless, good luck this week. And we are THRILLED you love the couch :)
Lynn
Just one more day! MisterMilkweed's note was priceless, btw. We *rolled* on the *floor*! :)
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