Just check out the sites (click on this entry's header). No need for me to explain it all here when the links above have so many things to tell you.
Dear Meg,
I am so glad that you have finally taken an interest in Lush again. I know that bitchfacedwhore at the Powell store ruined it for you for a while ("You know, this works the same at home as it does in the store," being a rather rude way of dealing with customers asking for a sample). First the MoonCup (well, DivaCup here, but it was the Brits who influenced us, no?), now Lush. And you know that Lush in the UK is better than Lush here, right? It's sad (for us), but true. I ordered a bunch of newly released items from Lush UK (the US won't have them till summer) and my order was here faster than my US site orders have ever come. And I paid only 6 pounds for shipping, whereas the US site charges me almost as much for shipping as they do for the total product! Granted, it's not very green of me to be ordering from so far away, but in the future I'll just combine my orders with other Lushies...that'll work right?
My obsession with Lush knows no bounds.
I desperately have to do laundry.
Anyway, here's my general update:
* Work still sucks, but it is bearable because I know I get to leave someday.
* The pill still sucks and I will most likely stop taking any form of it once I arrive in Italy.
* Prime Suspect is outstanding. I only have a few discs left, then I'm on to Midsommer Murders.
* I heart Tiger Bars.
* The herb garden and jade pothos are still alive and haven't shown any signs of doing otherwise yet...however, the bamboo I brought home from work is deadeded.
* That Mexican meal we made the other night hurt mah belly (damn you, sour cream!).
* Speaking of which, thanks to some tum trouble, I'm going to have to fish out all the things I'm really not supposed to have, eat them all within the next week (waste not...), then spend the last few weeks before the Italy trip eating only the things my stomach likes. BORING. But I'd rather be as healthy as I can for the trip. That means no eating out, no dairy, no beans, no lettuce, no skins on veggies or fruit, no whole grains, no beef, no fried food. Did I mention BORING?
Sorry this isn't a more exciting blog, but as I said earlier, I really need to do laundry and it's very distracting right now.
Much love,
Jae
You know that this isn't the first time around for the diva cup or whatever it's called. Can't remember what it was called 30 years ago, can't remember much from 30 years ago;)
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