Happy Ides of March! Keep a close eye on your friends today, folks…

It’s raining. And by that I mean pouring-down fill-the-pool curb-high puddle rain. Which puts a bit of a crimp (not a crump as I first typed) in our renovation plans today, because the stain won’t dry. Ken’s got the small shelf pieces in the oven, which I guess is helping. However, there’s still other stuff to do, so he and Dennis are out cutting the rest of the panelling.

We went shopping in late morning for pretty much all the rest of the wood and stuff that we needed. While we were at Lowe’s, a headache hit me, sudden and swift. By the time we came home, it was all I could do to take Tylenol and eat a crispy bacon swiss chicken burger before I crawled into bed. I slept for about an hour, then got up and took Advil and drank tea. The headache is 99% gone, which just a touch niggling behind my eyes. Yuck. It’s certainly putting a crimp (and possibly even a crump) in my day.

It’s after midnight now, and it’s _still_ bucketing rain. If this keeps up, we’re not going anywhere tomorrow, not the RWA meeting nor to the birthday party in Darach. I was serious when I said the water was up to the curb in places. Dammit.

My day got better. The headache never came back more than that 1%. I spent about three and a half hours finishing the journal I was editing, and got it sent off. A day early, even (because I assumed I’d be gone all day tomorrow). I got a little work done on the banner; I have to re-trim the edges and iron on the crescent, and then I can start the handwork. Yay.

It got very late and of course we hadn’t done any grocery shopping, given that I was either asleep or working, and Ken and Dennis were working on the library. So we ordered pizza, and they went out and rented “Rock Star”. Ken had seen it; Dennis and I hadn’t—but Dennis was at the filming of one of the concerts, so of course we had to watch intently to see if we could see him. Alas, we couldn’t. A pretty good mervie, though. Sarah and I will have to rent it if she hasn’t seen it; it’ll be good fodder for ALNM.

My shoulders are incredibly tender right now. I don’t know whether it’s because of some, ahem, exercise yesterday, because I slept funny, or because I’m stressed. I don’t _feel_ terribly stressed, but I could be shunting it all to my shoulders, I suppose. At any rate—ow.

Of course, the plus side of not going anywhere tomorrow is that we can get more stuff done. At some point I have to get to the grocery store to prepare for the full-moon wine-and-cheese get-together I’m hosting tomorrow night. I’d like to get to Trader Joe’s, but if I’m not driving, I’m not driving. And I can work on my banner, and fix my cotehardie, and start the next journal to edit, and work on ALNM.

I’ll bet I can get a lot done on the banner, given that today I taped a two-hour special on the 80s Hollywood Brat Pack (you know, the actors in Breakfast Club and St. Elmo’s Fire…) and “Bring It On”, the cheerleading movie with Eliza Dushku. I’m curious as to whether I’m hot for Eliza herself or for Faith. In the only other movies I’ve seen her in, she was essentially jailbait. She was _way_ too young in “True Lies”—although you could see a bit of Faith’s rebelliousness in her character—and she was still a bit young in “Bye Bye Love”. Oh, wait! She was totally hot in “Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back”! She wore red leather, and was a bad girl. See, so maybe it’s just when she’s bad. I don’t know!

But I’ll get to find out how I feel about her in a cheerleading uniform, at any rate. Can’t hurt.

Of course, nothing at all is going to happen tomorrow if I don’t get to bed…