Clothing rules...

[susandennis]

Growing up in the 50's, we had three kinds of clothes: school clothes (dresses), play clothes (dresses, pants - short or long) and Sunday clothes. There were a few times that you wore your Sunday clothes that didn't involve church. The doctor's office. The dentist's office. The airplane.

Turns out, even though I now live in possibly the most informal (clothes wise) city in the country I haven't completely shed myself of the rules. This morning, I put on yesterday's clothes to go tot he pool because I knew when I came home, I'd need fresh, better ones for my doctor's appointment.

I won't be dressing up but I do think it's pretty funny that I am so particular about what I wear when I go. My Mom would be proud (after she finished laughing at me).

I think I spent too much time hunched over my sewing machine yesterday and/or slept wrong last night because my neck and shoulders really hurt this morning but an hour of swimming fixed them right up! I do need to be careful today not to get them reknotted.

Today's doctor's appointment is just a routine check. Both he and Dr. Lung like to see me every 6 months. Dr. Lung is in January. Happily, seeing either of them at this point feels very frivolous. I'm pretty darned healthy for a fat old woman with COPD. Actually, I'm in very good shape all things considered. But, I go see them when they ask because some day - could be tomorrow - I'm going to need one or both of them and I really would like to be on their good side.

My banana when I come home from swimming might be working. After eating one this morning, I'm not starving any more. I think I can hold out til lunch. I hate banana peels.

I am not a hater of wind and rain. I don't mind either at all. Plus, I realized this morning that it's been a week since I've had to wear my dark goggles in the pool. Nice.

My top sewing project is on hold until the trim I ordered arrives which might be today. I have other projects in varying stages of being needle ready. I cut out a shirt last night but the fabric is going to be a problem. I think today I need to spend some quality time with the fabric getting the right needle and stitch.

And there are bears to knit.

Comments

[christopher575.livejournal.com]

Even though I walk before breakfast, I still have a banana later on to tide me over until lunch. It definitely helps a lot. I agree, the peels are a pain. Our compost bin is in the refrigerator upstairs, but it seems dumb to take them up there while also filling that small bin sooner, so I usually go outside to put them in the giant food and yard waste bin. But that's in front of the garage, so I have to open the garage door. I feel like an ass opening and closing the garage door just to toss a banana peel. Oh well.

[susandennis]

I trying out putting them in the freezer but we can GMO this problem away, can't we???

[rsc.livejournal.com]

Compost bin in the refrigerator? May I ask why?

[susandennis]

I'm not sure why christopher575 does that but I can tell you why I do! Actually mine is in the freezer now but if freezer gets too crowded, I'll move it to the fridge... to eliminate smell and bugs.

[christopher575.livejournal.com]

So it doesn't stink up the place. It's a big plastic bin that seals shut that I line with a bio-bag. It can take a couple weeks to fill up sometimes and it'd be pretty foul if it wasn't cold.

[rsc.livejournal.com]

Ah, OK. We use a compost can (I forget where we got it, but you can order them online like most things) with a lid with foam filters; doesn't smell at all. It normally takes about a week to fill, at which point we take it out and add it to our compost pile and rinse it out.

Of course if you don't have your own compost pile this doesn't work quite as well.

[susandennis]

I tried one of those cans but, I honestly didn't like giving up the kitchen real estate. A small bag in the freezer/fridge is more incentive to me, to get rid of it more quickly.

We have, by city ordinance, a compost receptacle in the garage. City law says we have to divide our refuse into recycled, garbage and compost. It's an elaborate, confusing system that, frankly, I've never been able to figure out how they police in a condo building so I assume they do not so I do not participate religiously.

And that last sentence should get me some hard time in grammar jail where the problem will be taken care of by the staff.

[luzclarita.livejournal.com]

Ha! I still have three categories of clothes too!

[susandennis]

now, that's just cool.

[roasted-beets.livejournal.com]

I have play clothes, exercise clothes and jeans.

We moved to Maine because you can wear jeans and a flannel shirt to weddings and funerals.