Posts Tagged ‘house plants’

starry starry night

Tuesday, February 8th, 2011

I did mention that I have a perfectly good office, right?

I do.

I swear.

My working at the coffee table is a choice.

P.S. Yes, this is instant coffee. What? Crockett had been out of town for like 12 hours, and he’s the coffee maker. I no longer stock my pre-ground beans, and turns out when he’s not around to grind ‘em I’m just not that motivated.

When I work at the coffee table, I sit on the floor.

Cloey think that means she gets to lord it over me.

Maida, on the other hand, finds it all just tooooo boring.

My orchids were not doing well in this window – but don’t they look pretty with the snow?

Are you asking yourself if this is the same coffee table at lunch as it was at breakfast?

It is.

Are you asking yourself if I moved between lunch and breakfast?

I didn’t, aside from the preparation required for said lunch and breakfast. And said preparation was minimal. I microwaved some broccoli soup (from a box, not as good as the butternut squash but not bad) and then microwaved a Chik’n pattie, and then chopped the pattie up for toast with Franks wing sauce.

Some days a microwave is a girl’s best friend.

These are scrambled eggs. Topped with salsa. On whole wheat bread.

And wait, is that more broccoli soup?

Yes, yes it is.

You know what else it is, though?


That’s right.

The downstairs one.

Dinner: Coffee table – 0, Emma – 1.

I felt much better this morning. I consider this cold mostly defeated. Better enough to use the¬†elliptical¬†while watching Glee (no I didn’t cry jesus christ why would you even ask ok fine I DID are you happy now?) and then do sit-ups, even. Maida acted as my sit-up buddy.

In an effort to branch out from the Morningstar Farm Chik’n patties of yesterday, I microwaved a salmon cake and smooshed it up to put on toast with green chili mustard for lunch.

Not pictured except where that green mug very slightly appears in the corner: more broccoli soup.

I took a very slight homework break today to go to Lowe’s and find some alternate plants for the window, so I could move the poor scorched orchids out of the direct sun. Now I have aloe and … three other things whose names I’ve already forgotten. That’s ok, though – they’re all ‘bright light’ babies.