– Another picture of Booty and me. He’s my outdoor buddy. When I was getting my afternoon snack + tea ready, I asked if he wanted to go outside, which he did, so I let him out before I finished gathering everything up. He was still waiting on the step for me when I opened the door again, and he very excitedly followed me back to the patio. Being outside is good, but sitting on a lap outside is the best.
– I had a piece of chocolate bread this afternoon (as you can see), and I put just the smallest amount of dark chocolate peanut butter (Archer Farm’s brand) on one half. I’ve been meaning to try this for a while, thinking it would be good, and it was. Really good. As if there were any other possibility.
– I discovered a mini catalogue for Joules Clothing in my nightstand (the catalogue had come in an issue of Country Living or some-such that I got last time I was in the UK). I think it’s fair to say that I want every single article of women’s clothing that they sell. I flipped through it last night, thinking I might see if there were anything I could try to make myself, but it’s the sweatshirts I like the best. Still, I did a bit of refashioning this evening, and I wound up with something I’ll show you tomorrow (if there’s enough light to photograph).
– I keep forgetting to mention this, but I’ve had two Clif bars recently NOT microwaved, and they were the perfect level of chewiness. The one I had a while ago that nearly broke my jaw was obvious stale, because these were fresh and were really quite nice. So I take back what I said about Clif bars being too chewy. They are now utterly flawless.
– I had a very thrifty outing this afternoon. I finally finished a roll of film, so I brought it in for one-hour developing. While I waited, I went to Sears (the ONLY department store left in the sad, sad local mall) and tried on clothes, but I didn’t buy anything. When I picked up my photos, I paid for them and walked out of the store and then had a look. The contrast was really low; they’re all muddy and washed out. My first thought was that I could probably fix the problem if I scanned them in, but that kind of made having prints totally pointless.
I hadn’t got more than five feet out the door, so I went back into the store, where I was immediately intercepted by the manager. I tried to explain what was technically wrong with the photos, but I guess contrast isn’t something they can control (this was only a CVS, after all). Awesomely, however, I got a full refund AND kept the prints. THAT is customer service! Still sort of defeats the purpose of having shot on film. Not sure I can be bothered to take the negatives somewhere else. Oh well.
– Last day of summer, last day of summer! Quiiiiick, you’ve got thirteen minutes (CST) to finish doing summery things!
