Got all the bills paid this morning.Nice not to have that hanging over me! Then we went to the first showing of the Harry Potter movie. I enjoyed it and have to say I didn't think the Shrieking Shack scene flowed badly at all. I've seen people say they thought too much was caught and it seemed too facile - I didn't think so. It felt right in the way that movie-pacing does, though you knew that's what it was. There had been enough earlier hints, just, and I felt the scene worked. I wish it had been longer, but I still thought it worked as was. The time stuff was handled quite well, I thought.
Then we went and bought one of those free-standing air conditioners. I'm not enjoying it yet; have to let it sit upright for a couple hours before use, and anyway I'm debating heading out again - at the very least to do the grocery shopping. But we have it! Scott and I make a good team, but he really saved this one. I was the one who got impatient enough to go get it, pretty much picked the unit out (so if it sucks, that's mine, I'm afraid), all that. But when we got it home and inside, I'm also the one who collapsed in fits because parts were missing. Scott's the one who found them hidden in the top of a piece of styrofoam that had seemed attached to the box to me. I'm the one who tried to follow the instructions and ended up so frustrated I had to stop or cry when I couldn't get the bits to go together; Scott's the one who got it all hooked up. Basically, I was the impetus for the purchase, and he's the one who made it work. Well, we hope it works. We'll find out later. It's not rated for as much space as we'll use it on; it is rated enough to do any one space in our house, but I'm pretty sure it can somewhat handle the whole upstairs with help from the tornado fan. We'll see.
I was a real bear to deal with, partly, as I realized after, because it was by the time we'd (he'd) done that, 2 pm and all I'd had all day was a muffin bar and my vitamins! Ack. Should have eaten lunch right after the movie, but didn't. Oopsy. Have since remedied that.
Other happiness - thanks to
solcita I know there's a Lush store coming to Portland. I've been listening to friends rave about them and really wanting to join in and being curious - but I am not good with some scented things and am wary of ordering without more clue on what it would be like than from their website. Having a local store will take care of that. Of course, it will also likely be miserable for me - the odds that everything they sell is "tolerable" to me is low - but I only need to go in a time or two. I have no aversion to ordering online once I know what I'm getting into, and they're not real conveniently located for me, though handy enough for that anyway.
Then we went and bought one of those free-standing air conditioners. I'm not enjoying it yet; have to let it sit upright for a couple hours before use, and anyway I'm debating heading out again - at the very least to do the grocery shopping. But we have it! Scott and I make a good team, but he really saved this one. I was the one who got impatient enough to go get it, pretty much picked the unit out (so if it sucks, that's mine, I'm afraid), all that. But when we got it home and inside, I'm also the one who collapsed in fits because parts were missing. Scott's the one who found them hidden in the top of a piece of styrofoam that had seemed attached to the box to me. I'm the one who tried to follow the instructions and ended up so frustrated I had to stop or cry when I couldn't get the bits to go together; Scott's the one who got it all hooked up. Basically, I was the impetus for the purchase, and he's the one who made it work. Well, we hope it works. We'll find out later. It's not rated for as much space as we'll use it on; it is rated enough to do any one space in our house, but I'm pretty sure it can somewhat handle the whole upstairs with help from the tornado fan. We'll see.
I was a real bear to deal with, partly, as I realized after, because it was by the time we'd (he'd) done that, 2 pm and all I'd had all day was a muffin bar and my vitamins! Ack. Should have eaten lunch right after the movie, but didn't. Oopsy. Have since remedied that.
Other happiness - thanks to
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In re HP3 (or 'Harry Potter and the Ak-ak-ak-ak,' as some of my friends have taken to caling it): it's all about the hippogriff, baby. :-> My only gripe with the Shrieking Shack thing is that Harry never gets in trouble for launching a teacher (who doesn't even like him much) against the wall with enough force to knock him out for the rest of the scene.
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S'far as Lush, rejoice! The article focussed on Portland/Seattle because it's a Seattle site, but it included these two notes:
So, looks like you are on the list! :)