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This blog is about my adventures during the summer of 2005.
whenever I start blogging, I hear Bridget Jones' voice in my head....
alcohol - 3 glasses of wine (not bad for a Friday night), cigarettes - 0 (v.g. - easy, really considering that I don't smoke), weight - lost 2 pounds! (strict egg sandwich diet is really paying off!)
Stayed up late last night chatting with my roommistresses on the patio. It was fun - just like my old res days hanging out with my girlfriends except now we actually have money to buy wine with corks!
okay I think I am now tired of egg sandwiches. Besides I now have a new roommate who cooks wonderful things like homemade vegtable soup and Iranian omlettes and shares them with me :-)
Not sure how that guy ate kraft dinner for one year straight. I got tired of egg sandwiches after 8 days and egg sandwiches are much better than kd!
Since Rob left one week ago I have 19 egg fried sandwiches, 2 Ikea hotdogs, a bag of carrots and some yogurts. I figure that egg sandwiches (with salsa) are pretty healthy as they cross three different food groups. They are also inexpensive (about .50 per sandwich), tasty, hot, and quick to make. I wonder if I will ever get tired of them?
Wasn't there a guy who ate kraft dinner three times a day for a month?
Unsuspecting son of neighbour wanders over into my yard looking for a key to his fathers house. While you are here, I say. Can I ask you a quick question about lawn mowers?
The lawn was getting quite long and my (male) roommate wasn't able to do it this weekend. So I thought that I better figure it out
Step one - get extremely heavy automatic lawn mower out of shed. Not done well - but successful. It landed with a bit of a thud not sure how I will get it back in but will worry about that later.
Step two - get lawn mower started. Not successful. I tried and tried but could not get it going. Placed three calls to mom for support. Seemed to be doing everything right, but still nothing. Either I am weaker than I thought or lawn mower was damaged on way out of shed.
Step three - Abandon back lawn move to front lawn (there is a manual lawn mower out front as it is too difficult to get the move the power mower down the stairs to the front of the house)If I can get this mower going, I will know that in fact I am not weak, the other one is just broken.
Step four - attach bag to front lawn mower. Not successful. We bought this mower used just before my husband left. The bag must belong to different lawn mower.
Step five - try to start lawn mower without bag. Not successful.
Step six - give up and rebuild self-esteem in more familiar space - the mall

oh no! This has never happened before. What to do? First I asked my (male) roommate. He looked at the fallen rosebush and made some recomendations but was on his way out and could not help. Then I called my neighbours. They came over right away and offered some suggestions but could not help me fix it until Monday. Then I called my grandpa-in-law (a retired carpender) and he was able to come over today and help me get the rosebush back up.
I told this story to my (female) roomate and she said "What! You used up three lifelines to solve one problem!" I guess I will need to be more strategic about asking for help!