Random happenings

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1. Just booked our tickets for the Stratford Festival. We're really going! With my little sister! Whee!
   
   
2. Getting my hair cut tomorrow. Apparently The Look for professional women is shorter than waist-length, and ultra-straight. Nuts to the second part; I spent the first thirty years of my life with hair so straight you could use it to make lined paper, and envying my mom's natural ringlets. After my second pregnancy it went curly on me. I am not ironing that away.
   
   
3. I used to have these dreams when I was a kid, where I would suddenly find extra rooms in my house. Like, go hang something in my closet and notice that the back of it had a little sliver of light coming through, and discovering a large, secret room behind it. I read too much Narnia and Flowers in the Attic, I think. I don't have those dreams any more, and I figured out why a few years ago: it's because I now have the power to make those dreams come true.
   
   It's true! I'll go on a cleaning spree, move and store and dump a bunch of stuff, and all of a sudden, presto voila, we've got a STUDY! Or a DINING ROOM!! Where none existed before! It's MAGIC!
   
   I've been working for the past two weeks in the basement. For years, it's been a godawful teetering pile of boxes and parts of toys and old clothes and home schooling projects and home repair materials and Monopoly pieces and what I can only assume to be the remains of some paleontology expedition that went missing in 1925. I'd been decluttering the rest of the house for a few months, but always got this feeling of futility because a lot of what I was doing was just transferring junk down to the basement, and the thought of someday tackling all of that ever-growing pile of crap was just...
   
   Doesn't feel so futile any more. We've got a basement floor now. Large enough that we can practice our TKD patterns down there. We have neatly labelled boxes, stacked along the walls. There is a possibility of counter space, and maybe even a table top in our future. So when I do transfer stuff from the rest of the house to the basement, it will have some place to go. I have also gained a washroom, as I was always way too depressed by the basement to ever use the washroom down there, and now I'm not.
   
   My whole house feels so much larger. I even found that strange little yellow piece of Lego from Anakin's Y-Wing Starfighter. Weird.
   
   
4. So Chris and I are talking about me getting my hair cut, and he says he can't really help me with that because, "What you need is a stylist's opinion. Someone who'll not just know what professional women are wearing their hair like, but will also take into account what'll look good on you. Like, for your face-shape. I can't help you there; I mean, is your face oval? Square? Heart-shaped? I dunno. I just think it's... face-shaped. Like, 'someone took a skull and put skin on it'-shaped."
   
   
5. I have no idea where this one came from:
   
   Me: If I had ultimate power, I would ask for my worst enemy to be turned into a genie. So that they would have ultimate power, but they could only use that power to grant my wishes.
   
   Chris: And then! Then you'd make your wishes something really tiny, like, "I want a cheeseburger."
   
   
6. Daniel started his first LIT placement today, helping the counsellors with the 6 & 7 year old campers. First day's report? "That was EXHAUSTING!!"
   
   And how did his loving, compassionate mother respond?
   
   "BWAHAHAHAHAH!!"