Good Morning, Internets

I should be in the shower. But it's one of those mornings when it's foggy out and cozy in and the coffee's delicious and I'm pretending it's Saturday.

Little Tidbits

Last night we watched All the President's Men (which I'd never seen) and it was really good and it made me even more cynical about politics. Do things ever change? Can political people in high reaching places be decent? Can we trust anyone? It makes me sad. But Robert Redford is hot. That never seems to change, either.

That whole Hilary not tipping thing made me gasp out loud in my car when I heard the segment on Morning Edition while driving to work. And now there are conflicting stories about did/did not tip. And if Hilary did tip... well that is a drag bc you know the evildoers are going to run run run with this. But if she didn't... tsk tsk doesn't do it justice.

Sewing. I've been sewing. What I'm about to share with you could be its own blog post (and hmmm... I may recycle reuse this sentiment at a later date) but I've learned something about sewing. Are you ready? Here it is:

Sewing is not about sewing. Sewing is about ironing, measuring, and ironing. You heard it here first.

The energy thing is going great. Yesterday when I got off from work I still had energy and I was very stoked. By the time I got home, tho, I realized that I was extremely grumpy. Maybe next month I will tackle grumpy. This month I am reacting to grumpy the same way I react to no energy which is to sequester under covers and read a book. Better than a fifth of gin.