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Category: DIY
Waxed out.
My candle count remains at three.
Mom used to have a collection of candles that rivalled a Catholic church. When I was little, I’d dip my fingertips in the melted wax that pooled around the wick of the candles. Mom did not like this. She forbade me from having candles in my room, but this was out of concern that I’d set the house on fire. Even into my teens, this candle ban was imposed upon me.
Jordi didn’t throw me much of a pity party when I shared my candle-deprived childhood with him. He made a face when I described my proclivity for dipping my fingers in hot wax and determined that it wasn’t a “kid thing,” as I insisted, but a “Laura thing.”
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Continue reading “Waxed out.”It’s raining plums.
Now that my home address begins with a letter denoting which suite I live within the house, it’s been a minor source of amusement seeing where my parcels end up. So far, only Canada Post has gotten it right once. Still, they dropped off my Lego order next to the door to the house’s sauna. DHL has been the most incompetent of them: the delivery proof for my POC Sports order was a blurry cardboard box in front of a white wall. Not only could it have been placed anywhere around the house, but also it could have been any other white house. I was hoping to share the crappy photo here. Alas, it appears that DHL has since deleted it. Out of embarrassment, probably.
Instead, here’s a photo of my completed Lego build:
Youthful exuberance.
I got ID’d again, this time at the liquor store. I haven’t given up my teetotalling ways: I was buying beer for someone (of legal age–more on that later). I pity 18-year-olds who look as old as me. So, while that still didn’t flatter me, this did:
*struts*
Continue reading “Youthful exuberance.”I just wish I had her sweet, sweet, s-s-sweet can.
I have not given up on blogging. Other things have occupied my time, such as Jordi and more Jordi. Also, trying to win over his cat, Klaus:
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