ants and eggs and booze

Didn’t have a very good day yesterday while Bill was at work. Was going to cook up a nice Eggs Mornay to have for tea, but managed to do the “egg thing” again. Thought I’d turned the hob off but inadvertantly left a flame. Watched boring daytime tv that totally did my head in, thanks Judge Judy, while doing some more to my quilt. Several hours later I heard a sputtering from the kitchen and when I raced to check it out, found the pan boiling dry.

When I woke up that morning poor Quincy was desperately trying to rub his nose and upon investigation I discovered he has a huge lump on his muzzle. Something has attacked him pretty badly there. Thought I’d try to cheer him up and stop him rolling around on his nose for a bit by taking him for a jaunt around the block. Put my shorts and t-shirt on thinking we could go for a run. No chance. Quince was no way into that. Dog wanted to stroll around having a good pee on everything and checking out the neighbourhood stink.

Actually I took him out twice yesterday. Had a nice time just wandering around the block with him, even though it is highly embaressing when he goes and cocks his leg on someone’s mail box. Ugh.

On the second mosey I checked to see if Bill had any mail, flipped the lid open and a shower of ants and anteggs flew all over me. Dammit, I had to strip off my trainers in the street because they got everywhere, even into my shoes. Not sure if it was the ants or not but I’m now covered in horrid itchy lumpy bites again. Trying extra hard not to touch them but they hurt very much. Bugs just seem to love me. *wail*

Wanted a coffee but could not get the lid off the coffee maker, had to wait for Bill to get home to deal with that.

Bill came home and I tried again to make tea. Managed to pull some leftovers together and have pasta. Gave Bill his first as he likes his pasta sauce cold and straight from the jar, then went back to fix mine. Had to use a different jar because I’d used the last of one for Bill’s tea. Opened it up, peered inside and was faced with a nice selection of mould. Oh fabulous.

Watched three quarters of a sappy film (You’ve Got Mail .o0(ugh) ) and did some more quilting while Bill slayed the enemy with his friend in the evening, then we took a trip out of the house to karaoke night at the Star Bar. Had a good night out, though my memories are distinctly marked by a couple of lesbians getting it on in the middle of the room. Blimey!

Drank a couple of Strongbow with Bill and hung out there for a bit. Felt very odd though. I mean being in a strange place and only knowing Bill. Feel like an alien.

While at the Star Bar we also learned about an ongoing battle they having against Atlanta City Council who want to place a new limit on bar opening hours. At the moment you aren’t allowed in a bar on Sundays unless they serve food, and now they want to curb hours. If they have their way it’ll be impossible to drink anywhere after 2am. That’s no good! Admittedly 2am is still a damn sight better than pub hours in the UK but still. I can’t get over the animosity towards alcohol there seems to be over here, and the pervasive need to control the dastardly “other” who will obviously destroy society by being allowed to drink.

2 Responses to ants and eggs and booze

  1. nollipop October 14, 2003 at 5:54 pm #

    Yaaargh insects!

    I hate ants too!

    Apart form being highly allergic to bee/wasp/jellyfish stings, ants make me all bumpy. They are horrid, crawling all over you until they get trapped in your clothing and then try and bite their way out. Poor k!

    Don’t fret too much about being a (legal) alien (and not being in New York!!!) It takes time to build new friendships, and sorting out the weirdos from the nice people.

    Maybe you could join a new martial arts/sporty type club and see if there’s anyone there you get on with?

    What’s the scene like over there? Is it wall-to-wall baseball fans or are there some goffs? (/curoiusnolly)

    If I see a funky peeenk eggtimer I know where I’m sending it! 😀

    Nx

  2. nollipop October 14, 2003 at 5:54 pm #

    Yaaargh insects!

    I hate ants too!

    Apart form being highly allergic to bee/wasp/jellyfish stings, ants make me all bumpy. They are horrid, crawling all over you until they get trapped in your clothing and then try and bite their way out. Poor k!

    Don’t fret too much about being a (legal) alien (and not being in New York!!!) It takes time to build new friendships, and sorting out the weirdos from the nice people.

    Maybe you could join a new martial arts/sporty type club and see if there’s anyone there you get on with?

    What’s the scene like over there? Is it wall-to-wall baseball fans or are there some goffs? (/curoiusnolly)

    If I see a funky peeenk eggtimer I know where I’m sending it! 😀

    Nx

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