The Indy Colts won again today, 43-24 over the Houston Texans. Unfortunately, I didn't get to see too much of the scorefest. We were at the Third Sunday market in Bloomington this morning, and we didn't get back until halftime. I saw a few minutes of the third quarter, and the Colts scored right away, bringing the score to 27-3. The powers that be at the network then decided that it was too much of a blowout so they switched to another game where the score was 3-0. Yeah, that was much more exciting.........so we watched the Bears instead (hey you have to take what you can get). Mike was very excited that the Saints beat the Packers. Of course, given the way that the Packers have been playing, I'm not sure it counts. But a win's a win, take it how you get it.
We didn't find anything at Third Sunday. For those of you who have never been, it's basically a giant flea market type of place with lots of crafts and antiques. Most of the stuff is not in my taste, but every once in a while you see something nice. I saw a couple of nice pieces of furniture, but didn't have the extra $500-$1000 dollars to spend on it. I did see one of the drivers from Brinks who said "hey, you're the bank lady!". Yep, that's me. The bank lady. However, I prefer my other title, the ATM queen.
We've got storms in our area, which is good because I won't have to water my flowers. I've got a couple of window box and a couple of containers, and a couple of weeks ago I planted some mums. But the mums aren't doing so well, and the rabbits aren't helping any by chewing them up. I was going to post some pictures of the containers but I'm having technical difficulties, so maybe some other time.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
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Yeah, I kind of miss the days when drunks would walk up to me in bars and blurt out, "Record store girl!!!"
Now that I'm freelancing from home, people no longer feel the need to shout my job title at me.
And don't get me started about the critters in my yard. When I plant flowers, I refer to it as "feeding the deer."
Oh, now you're bringing back memories! "Hey, you're the chick from Mainstream! Can you give me a discount?"
People don't shout your job title now because it's too long. "Freelance writer of K-12 textbooks who works from home!" is just a bit clunky, especially when the shouter has been in the sauce.
Yeah, I guess I should've thought of that before I took this job.
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