Newsflash #1: I washed and detailed my car yesterday. Because I know how to have a good time, yes. But seriously, it has been AT LEAST six years since my car has been washed. Because, I don't know, I was living in an apartment with nowhere to wash it, and then I moved here, and the outside taps didn't work for a long time, and I'm too cheap to go to a car wash . . . Actually, I guess the real reason is because my car is old and I just don't care that much. Maybe if I drove a new Cadillac I would take more pride in its appearance, but a 12-year-old dented and beginning-to-rust Nissan? A little dirt doesn't hurt its image that much.
However, we finally got the outside taps fixed, I managed to find a very old hose and get A. to somehow clamp a new end on it so I could screw it into the tap, and then I washed my car. I felt so very suburban. I also felt kind of grossed out by whatever the black, sticky substance was that was all over the car and required actual scrubbing to remove. Ew. Then I hauled out the extension cord and the vacuum cleaner and vacuumed it all. Then I got out the Windex and wiped down all the inside and washed the windows.
Then I put everything away and went whining in to A. about how much my back hurt. Because I am 80 years old. Really, though, it took a long time and a lot of work to do all that. Over two hours and a lot of hauling things around. Those people at the car washes should make a lot more.
Newsflash #2: I don't really like prime rib all that much. I KNOW. I feel like I should like it, because it's one of the most expensive and fancy cuts of meat, but it's just too fatty. I made prime rib last night for our little dinner party and was kind of skeeved out by all the fat I had to cut off my piece. I just . . . don't like fatty meat much. Of course, everyone else loves prime rib, so that just means more for them. And I made sure there were plenty of mashed potatoes (butter/milk/sour cream/salt), so it was all alright.
And that concludes our random news program for the day. Have a happy weekend, duckies!