Things I did this weekend:
Nov. 27th, 2006 12:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eruthros1. Cooked! A lot. I made apple-pear crostada and cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie and mashed yam with oranges and rum and pecans and salad and other things as well that I've forgotten. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
m_shell made kick-ass apple-cranberry-turkey sausage stuffing, and was responsible for cooking the turkey. (Turkey is scary.) It was all quite good, even if we did have a minor pie crisis (for unknown reasons, it took an hour to cook instead of thirty minutes -- baffling). Also, we then ate leftovers for days.
2. As a corollary to #1, I did a lot of dishes. Because I have only three mixing bowls, I washed them about every thirty seconds all day Thursday.
3. Taughtm_shell to knit. Go me! She picked out some yarn and everything, and is knitting a hugemongous scarf, which she had time to practice because...
4. ... I watched the entirety of the 2005 series of Doctor Who since Friday. We'd both sit here with our knitting, and then I'd pause it to explain Daleks tom_shell, and then we'd agree that Daleks were creepy, and then we would watch more Doctor Who. Um. Yeah. It ... didn't feel like thirteen episodes?
5. Knit. A lot. (See #4.) I finished a scarf and am halfway through a purse made of sari silk.
6. Discovered that I live in a town where you can buy pony carts on craigslist and the police need to remind people to lock their doors when they leave for a month. A month. I cannot deal. It was a front-page story in the local paper: attention! lock your doors! Where is reality from here?
m_shell made kick-ass apple-cranberry-turkey sausage stuffing, and was responsible for cooking the turkey. (Turkey is scary.) It was all quite good, even if we did have a minor pie crisis (for unknown reasons, it took an hour to cook instead of thirty minutes -- baffling). Also, we then ate leftovers for days. 2. As a corollary to #1, I did a lot of dishes. Because I have only three mixing bowls, I washed them about every thirty seconds all day Thursday.
3. Taught
m_shell to knit. Go me! She picked out some yarn and everything, and is knitting a hugemongous scarf, which she had time to practice because...4. ... I watched the entirety of the 2005 series of Doctor Who since Friday. We'd both sit here with our knitting, and then I'd pause it to explain Daleks to
m_shell, and then we'd agree that Daleks were creepy, and then we would watch more Doctor Who. Um. Yeah. It ... didn't feel like thirteen episodes?5. Knit. A lot. (See #4.) I finished a scarf and am halfway through a purse made of sari silk.
6. Discovered that I live in a town where you can buy pony carts on craigslist and the police need to remind people to lock their doors when they leave for a month. A month. I cannot deal. It was a front-page story in the local paper: attention! lock your doors! Where is reality from here?
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Date: 2006-11-27 09:42 pm (UTC)I recently got email from the campus cops (because I'm taking a night course at the moment), reminding people to lock their cars. Because if you leave your iPod in your car with the doors unlocked, people might, omg, steal it. I'm not sure anyone that dumb deserves to be admitted to higher education!
I've made it a habit to lock my car doors when it's parked ever since I got my first vehicle as an undergraduate. (At the time, I had nothing in the car worth stealing but if you left your car unlocked some fraternity pledge was likely to fill it with garbage.) And of course this works equally well as as zucchini defense in the summer *g*.
And then I started getting better about locking my doors when I was driving after I happened to meet a guy (in the town I grew up in!) who was on crutches- in casual conversation I asked what happened and he told me he was stopped at a stoplight with his doors unlocked and three guys jumped in. They made him drive around at knifepoint for a while, and take money out of his ATM, and then they were kind of pissed that he didn't have more on him so they dragged him out of the car and broke his leg.
It was stuff like this that originally inspired me to study martial arts. Not that I want anything bad to happen, but it's like locking the doors- it's not foolproof but if something does happen, at least I have a better chance. Or like a locksmith friend said once- you don't need incredibly good locks. But if your locks are a grade better than your neighbors', chances are you'll be a less attractive target. *g* Of course anyone who breaks into my place looking for a plasma TV is going to be a tad disappointed to find only about 5000 used books...