Seasonal schtuff
Nov. 10th, 2004 10:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thebratqueenDude! Why did nobody tell me there was a Whole Foods like 12 min away from where I live?? People, if you can't psychically divine the things I need to know and inform me of them how on earth am I going to live my life? Seriously!
So, yeah. Apparently there's a Whole Foods 12 min from where I live. Guess where I'm going after work today?
All this relates to the concept of Thanksgiving, as it looks like it's definitely going to be at my house this year since the concept of the huge family gathering in Brooklyn proved to be too much stress for Mom's system to handle. 'twill be a small gathering of me, Mom, and Dad, which is also nice IMO. Mom and I were just talking over who would do what. This also involved me slapping Mom's hands verbally and reminding her that I like doing this stuff, and I can't do this stuff if she volunteers to bring so much that there's nothing left for me to handle. Luckily Mom's pretty good about that kind of thing. She does the initial freakout, then calms down. Usually ;)
I've gotten all sorts of nifty advice about the sewing machine. My current plan is to check out the sewing shop one town over to see if I trust the people there, and if I do then I'll take it there to be serviced and checked out. Granted I just drove by it so who knows what the inside looks like, but from the outside it looks like it's been there forever so there's a chance they'll know how to handle old machines.
The ironic thing is that the first store I went to actually had old fashioned machines in there and I know they serviced them, but since the woman I talked to was so awful I'm not going to trust them with my new baby - or give them my money in any capacity.
So there's that. In the meanwhile, the machine is protected by two attack cats! Hurt it not, or they will... purr at you, or something. My cats aren't particularly vicious.
So, yeah. Apparently there's a Whole Foods 12 min from where I live. Guess where I'm going after work today?
All this relates to the concept of Thanksgiving, as it looks like it's definitely going to be at my house this year since the concept of the huge family gathering in Brooklyn proved to be too much stress for Mom's system to handle. 'twill be a small gathering of me, Mom, and Dad, which is also nice IMO. Mom and I were just talking over who would do what. This also involved me slapping Mom's hands verbally and reminding her that I like doing this stuff, and I can't do this stuff if she volunteers to bring so much that there's nothing left for me to handle. Luckily Mom's pretty good about that kind of thing. She does the initial freakout, then calms down. Usually ;)
I've gotten all sorts of nifty advice about the sewing machine. My current plan is to check out the sewing shop one town over to see if I trust the people there, and if I do then I'll take it there to be serviced and checked out. Granted I just drove by it so who knows what the inside looks like, but from the outside it looks like it's been there forever so there's a chance they'll know how to handle old machines.
The ironic thing is that the first store I went to actually had old fashioned machines in there and I know they serviced them, but since the woman I talked to was so awful I'm not going to trust them with my new baby - or give them my money in any capacity.
So there's that. In the meanwhile, the machine is protected by two attack cats! Hurt it not, or they will... purr at you, or something. My cats aren't particularly vicious.
