- A couple weeks ago, I expressed concern about potentially being gang pressed into helping a neighbor that I don't particularly want to help. Y'all came through with some great advice.
- Yesterday, I was feeling a bit down about losing motivation in my continuing quest to get to a healthy weight. Your comments were really supportive and helped me regain some of my positive attitude.
- The Guider has been invaluable as we've planned our trip to England. She's researched hotels, suggested about places to visit, and answered a number of my questions. I was already eager to meet her, but now I really can't wait.
- I've been having a problem with dry flaky irritated skin around my eyes this winter -- more so than I usually do. Since Traci has a beauty blog, I emailed her with a plea for advice. She did some research and got back to me with some suggestions, which I will be implementing this week.
- Our dishwasher died a long, slow death. It took months, as vital organs died one-by-one. Pete would tinker with it and either things would or would not improve. We called in outside help, which confirmed that our dishwasher was dying and we should put it out of its misery. I was ready to take a sledge hammer to it, but Pete tried more life support, to no avail. We agreed to pull the plug. Then, Pete dithered on what to purchase, so I emailed Marijean, who's an appliance guru, and asked for guidance. She came through with suggestions, which Pete acted on last week, and some guys are here installing the new appliance as I type. (No Mj, I don't know what it is. Only that it's white, it's a Sears something-or-the-other, and it cost slightly less than one sale-priced Virgin Atlantic ticket to London.)
So you, my friends, rock. Thanks to everyone for all the wonderful comments and general friendship.
About the dishwasher. I have to tell you that these are the quietest workers evereverever. Seriously. They're not talking and their tools are making only muted noises. I swear, it's like they're Scientologists during a silent labor and delivery, only without the crazy. Amazing.
Finally, one more thing about the upcoming trip: I walked into the study last night, to find my husband looking at a website that looked suspiciously like he was planning to visit a British amusement park. I reminded him that amusement parks are not part of the approved itinerary. Specifically, he was looking at info on the London Dungeon, which we both agree we are most definitely not visiting. But! The website is rather amusing, especially this list of rides. I thought the U.S. was the world leader in amusement concepts, but I'm going to have to tip my hat to the Brits. Where else, I ask you, can you relive the London Fire of 1666, pretend to be a prostitute stalked by Jack the Ripper, AND experience the Great Plague of 1665, complete with boils? Pure genius, I tell you.
We're still not going.* With thanks to the Fab Four.