Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
If the TiVo post didn’t tip you off, I have an unhealthy relationship with TV. I watch a LOT of it. Case in point: My Sunday Night Lineup. 5:00pm – 6:00pm West Wing (Eastern Broadcast) 6:00pm – 7:00pm Desperate Housewives (Eastern Broadcast) 7:00pm – 8:00pm Law & Order CI 8:00pm – 9:00pm Cold Case 9:00pm … Continue reading The Reason
Preamble: Ever since Ray moved in, we’ve had two garbage cans in the bathroom. It honestly just offended some delicate sensitiblity I hold, so today I made the move, and took one away. The following exchange commenced once Ray noticed: Ray: So uh… Jen… I was just in the uh… bathroom… Self: And? Self thinking: … Continue reading Ray-ism
This housesitting thing has been really nice. Housesitting I have my laptop, a cat, tv, food, beer, books. Back at home I have a high strung roommate, clutter, papers to be filed, bills to pay, laundry to iron and fold. I also left the house in a state of really needing to be dusted, vacuumed, … Continue reading Homey
Holy crap, I am crazy amounts of busy these days. Seems like I’m not the only one though. I just made a dinner date with a friend, and we had to make it for nearly two weeks away! Sheesh. I don’t really mind it though, having things to do and people to see makes me … Continue reading Me Time
Things have settled in now, and I thought it was worth mentioning that I’ve actually grown quite fond of my roommate. While he’s still kinda nutso, it’s an endearing kinda nutso. My kinda nutso. A few recent incidents that make me smile: •When he was loading the dishwasher, he asked me to help him with … Continue reading Ode to a Roommate
GFCI Conversion Originally uploaded by peechie. Finally, a Saturday to myself. And what did I do? Installed an electrical outlet of course. No zapping myself, no terrible mishaps, not even a broken nail (though there was a lot of cursing for a short period when the back plate wouldn’t line up). I am woman, hear … Continue reading Home Improvement
And on it goes. Apparently I am not allowed to have consistently awesome roommates. The laws of the universe have dictated that roommates must alternate between super-awesome, and INSANE.
The next episode in the crazy Ray saga is that now, he has decided that my brother Ryan hates him. Or something.
This is a long one.. you’ve been warned (sorry for the extra click Heather!)
Continue reading “The Roommate Saga”