Belated Weekend Recap
Hola peeps and happy Tuesday. Anyone else get engulfed by the wildfire smoke over the weekend? Three days straight for us with lots of air quality alerts. I hope my Canadian friends are doing okay. It was a bit of a lazy weekend to start until it wasn't. (Thanks to me, I'm sure the Mr is mumbling under his breath.). I have been throwing myself into projects this month to keep myself from spiraling over Mom's birthday this week. Not to mention constantly fighting every aspect of gardening and I swear I typed that sentence before that last time I tried in 2020. I have fungus gnats in the elevated planters because of all of the damn rain we've been getting and the soil can't dry out for them to die off. So I got some mosquito dunks that can be cut into 1/8's and put into a gallon of water overnight and then water the area to kill the larvae then dry the soil to kill the adults. This is apparently common with organic gardening but frustrating...
My crush loved Duran Duran and her brother and my brother were friends so she found out that my older brother had gone to the Duran Duran concert and asked me if I could get her copies of pictures. I don't know exactly why I didn't just ask my brother but I decided this was the perfect opportunity for a covert mission into his room where I found his negatives (it was a disc camera, ugh) and took the disc negative, put it in a pouch I had on my bike and rode my bike pretty far out of normal bike riding range for a kid to take it directly to her house on a Saturday. She was quite puzzled that I didn't just have my brother give it to her brother but obviously I couldn't tell her that it was just because I wanted to see her, that would be too direct and sane! Instead I said something like "Oh I was heading this way already" yeah right! Well the inevitable happened and my brother found out I had stolen the negatives from him and he eventually got them back but it was just a lesson in how we do irrational things sometimes for a crush.
ReplyDeleteI did all kinds of crazy stuff when it came to crushes. Cut my hair into a punk style for one kid, smoked for another, pretended I had the same horrible music tastes as another, and did a lot of pre-teen/teen stalking just trying to catch a glimpse. I remember a friend and I would walk to a dark park across the street (a dead end street) from my main crush's giant house just to see him drive up after school. Pitiful, pitiful, pitiful.
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