I’m watching some decor show on HGTV, and keep envisioning myself having Todd Oldham as a boyfriend and Susan Sarandon as my cool next-door neighbor.
And Todd and I have a little party and invite Susan, Tim, Ellen and Sean over for drinks, Todd dressed fashionably and me wearing stuff from the Target clearance rack. I make Kurrant Affairs, and everyone is gracious about them, but they really want martinis.
Which is more of a sign of permanence: the lease that I signed on this house, or the four tropical plants I just planted in pots on my patio?
Smokers tend to take a lot of, well, smoke breaks during the day. Those of us who don’t smoke tend to stay at our desks and work.
I’m just saying.
With hurricane preparations swirling in my head; wondering how I will get all my work done – and DVD finished by my Austin trip on Monday – I came home to discover messages from my mother… who was in [more...]
Hee, I watched that HGTV show too. So nice to have Susan Sarandon over to help you create some custom-designed sheets. (I loved how she marveled at the cordless iron.)
Oh, and what about that cutie who helped Todd build that headboard and bed platform? I kept wondering if they were going to test it out afterwards.
This morning I went out to Linens ‘n Things and noted that Nate Berkus stuff was all over the store, along with his adorable mug. I was tempted to buy a $169 bedspread so that I could say that I had Nate Berkus spread on my bed; then I got depressed thinking of his lost partner and felt bad about fantasizing about him.