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susandennisSo yesterday morning, I got a wild hair to go to Costco. It was after 10 so the crowds were already there and it was the hottest day of the year, so far, with the sun blazing. WTF was I even thinking??? I got what I wanted at Costco and only one thing I didn't. Costco recently made a change to their system that makes me so happy. They've always had tight controls and weird restrictions on their credit card use. They opened it up a few years ago so that you could use Visa but you could only load their visa onto the app so when you went to check out, you had to have their card (or phone app) and your own Visa card (or phone wallet). That always annoyed the heck out of me. Last month they changed it so that you can load your own Visa card into their app. So now, I can walk up to the checkout, beep my phone one lousy time and then beep all my stuff, get my receipt and I'm done. It's a very silly thing that I just love.
I got some Kevins Korean Beef which I've always wanted to try. I tried it for dinner last night. Nope. It's not horrible but it's sure not calorie worthy.
And I went to Michaels. I couldn't find exactly what I wanted but I found something close. (Sock yarn) and went to check out. I hate using a person to check out at Michaels. Same reason I never liked Joanne's. You can save a bundle if you wade through their complicated coupon/app/specials spider web but it's painful. Or you can pay full price and feel like you got cheated. This is not a good system. The Michaels checkout clerk ask you in 4,999 different ways if you have coupons/app/wanna join their cult/wanna donate to whatthefuckever. I mean it's easier to get though customs. But now they have these giant self checkout kiosks. Which I had totally forgotten, rarely work if you want to charge it via your phone. I tried 3 times to pay full price for this $8 skein of yarn and it wouldn't work. I dropped the skein there and mentioned fornicating a few times and left the store. I think the last time I was in Michaels, I said Never Again. This time I am documenting in hopes that I remember. I'd much rather shop to Jesus music at Hobby Lobby.
So then because it was hot and the Sun was glaring and I was pissed off and I had frozen food in the car unprotected from the heat, I decided to go to the yarn shop where they have high priced yarns. I can never find the damn place. It's in a quaint but damn inconvenient shopping 'hood that is perfect if you are a tourist meandering from shop to shop, but a bitch in a half if you just want to run in and get something. Did I mention it was hot? I finally found the place (it's a bunch of little cottage things that all face different directions) and then had to get over massive sticker shock. They were having some kind of class so no one was available to help and, when I finally decided on something, no one was available to take my money. It was not a lovely experience and it was really hot.
I took my skein and my frozen foods and came home where my attitude went to chill when I walked in the door. And then it was helped when shortly thereafter, my house got cleaned.
Oh here's some major cult news. My next door neighbor is Ingrid. She is a hateful, ridiculous, unpleasant person who once, at elbow coffee, banged her hand on the table while yelling at and about me, that it required a trip to urgent care and was in a sling for a couple of weeks. She's a 'gluten free' who uses it as much of a political statement as a food restriction. She also has a wide variety of ailments, most of which, I strongly suspect, are imaginary. She was given two months to live ... in 2023. She rarely comes to elbow coffee any more so I don't often see her. When we do pass each other, I make a point of saying hello and she sometimes replies with her own hello but often just ignores me.
ANYWAY. Today is her birthday. And Bonny is in charge of birthdays so she asked me to make a poster to put in the elbow. We did this for John last month and it was a hit. It's a pretty heavy lift on my end. I open up a Google doc and open up Gemini and tell it what I want. Tweak maybe, maybe not. Save as PDF and send it to the front desk for printing. It's birthday science. Ingrid was easy. She has two cats that are white and fluffy and her apartment is full to the brim with ornate dark wooded furniture way too big for the space and every nook and cranny is stuffed with tchotchkes. Ingrid Birthday Victorian 2 fluffy white cats. Gemini got it in one.
Yesterday, Ingrid was leaving as I was coming back and I said 'hello' and she looked me in the eye and said "Thank you for the birthday poster. That was very appropriate."
Pigs must have been flying somewhere.
Today I might pop over to Trader Joe's but I also might not. The temperature has plummeted to a lovely 64 so going out isn't totally unreasonable so it could go either way. The baseball game is at 1 today so I'll be here. The Mariners are on a bit of a winning streak but I think it might get snapped this afternoon.
And because I don't have enough project started, I started knitting a pair of socks with that way too expensive yarn (which, by the way, is a lot less fun to knit with than my usual cheap shit - that's going to save me some $$ in the future). I present, The Toes:
I got some Kevins Korean Beef which I've always wanted to try. I tried it for dinner last night. Nope. It's not horrible but it's sure not calorie worthy.
And I went to Michaels. I couldn't find exactly what I wanted but I found something close. (Sock yarn) and went to check out. I hate using a person to check out at Michaels. Same reason I never liked Joanne's. You can save a bundle if you wade through their complicated coupon/app/specials spider web but it's painful. Or you can pay full price and feel like you got cheated. This is not a good system. The Michaels checkout clerk ask you in 4,999 different ways if you have coupons/app/wanna join their cult/wanna donate to whatthefuckever. I mean it's easier to get though customs. But now they have these giant self checkout kiosks. Which I had totally forgotten, rarely work if you want to charge it via your phone. I tried 3 times to pay full price for this $8 skein of yarn and it wouldn't work. I dropped the skein there and mentioned fornicating a few times and left the store. I think the last time I was in Michaels, I said Never Again. This time I am documenting in hopes that I remember. I'd much rather shop to Jesus music at Hobby Lobby.
So then because it was hot and the Sun was glaring and I was pissed off and I had frozen food in the car unprotected from the heat, I decided to go to the yarn shop where they have high priced yarns. I can never find the damn place. It's in a quaint but damn inconvenient shopping 'hood that is perfect if you are a tourist meandering from shop to shop, but a bitch in a half if you just want to run in and get something. Did I mention it was hot? I finally found the place (it's a bunch of little cottage things that all face different directions) and then had to get over massive sticker shock. They were having some kind of class so no one was available to help and, when I finally decided on something, no one was available to take my money. It was not a lovely experience and it was really hot.
I took my skein and my frozen foods and came home where my attitude went to chill when I walked in the door. And then it was helped when shortly thereafter, my house got cleaned.
Oh here's some major cult news. My next door neighbor is Ingrid. She is a hateful, ridiculous, unpleasant person who once, at elbow coffee, banged her hand on the table while yelling at and about me, that it required a trip to urgent care and was in a sling for a couple of weeks. She's a 'gluten free' who uses it as much of a political statement as a food restriction. She also has a wide variety of ailments, most of which, I strongly suspect, are imaginary. She was given two months to live ... in 2023. She rarely comes to elbow coffee any more so I don't often see her. When we do pass each other, I make a point of saying hello and she sometimes replies with her own hello but often just ignores me.
ANYWAY. Today is her birthday. And Bonny is in charge of birthdays so she asked me to make a poster to put in the elbow. We did this for John last month and it was a hit. It's a pretty heavy lift on my end. I open up a Google doc and open up Gemini and tell it what I want. Tweak maybe, maybe not. Save as PDF and send it to the front desk for printing. It's birthday science. Ingrid was easy. She has two cats that are white and fluffy and her apartment is full to the brim with ornate dark wooded furniture way too big for the space and every nook and cranny is stuffed with tchotchkes. Ingrid Birthday Victorian 2 fluffy white cats. Gemini got it in one.
Yesterday, Ingrid was leaving as I was coming back and I said 'hello' and she looked me in the eye and said "Thank you for the birthday poster. That was very appropriate."
Pigs must have been flying somewhere.
Today I might pop over to Trader Joe's but I also might not. The temperature has plummeted to a lovely 64 so going out isn't totally unreasonable so it could go either way. The baseball game is at 1 today so I'll be here. The Mariners are on a bit of a winning streak but I think it might get snapped this afternoon.
And because I don't have enough project started, I started knitting a pair of socks with that way too expensive yarn (which, by the way, is a lot less fun to knit with than my usual cheap shit - that's going to save me some $$ in the future). I present, The Toes:
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Date: 2026-06-03 05:06 pm (UTC)Gorgeous socks!
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Date: 2026-06-03 06:34 pm (UTC)Now I want to see the poster :D
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