One Hundredth Post

Hey, this is post number one hundred on this blog! I guess I like it here, huh. :)

Well, in honour of my hundredth post and also to celebrate my feeling much better from my cold, I bought lovely luxuriously soft bath-towels today to contribute to that Day-at-the-Spa feel I'm trying to cultivate in my bathroom. No more ratty towels for Spider-Girl.

I realized I own a towel that I remember hanging in the bathroom when I was a preschooler. There are naked baby photos of me with that self-same towel in the picture. Sigh. Tragically thrifty, no?

I also splurged on expensive shampoo, the kind I always borrow at my friend Tai's house when I stay over. AND, to complete today's retail-therapy session, I also finally bought the little black suede club chair I've had my eye on for two months. They took a hundred dollars off the price because it was the last one, how could I resist?

It's just the right size for me to flop down in with a book and hang my legs lazily over the side. It's really way too small for Jeff. Ah, furniture for short people. I love it.

Jeff says that since we have another spot for someone to sit now, maybe we could get rid of ye olde plaid sofa that sags depressingly and that we got for free. I am in full agreement.

I've actually been getting rid of lots of things this month. I want wide open spaces on my shelves eventually. Things that have been living upstairs are being relegated to the flea-market stock in the basement and boxes and boxes of things from the basement have been booted out the door to the Goodwill.

A couple of things like the bulky, rusty Rowing-Machine-Which-Nobody-Used were placed at the edge of our curb with a FREE sign hung on it and disappeared in the time it took us to pick milk up at the store.

Jeff was initially skeptical about this method of Making-Things-Disappear but I do believe it's a time-honoured method of redistributing junk back into the universe. He was converted when even the Ugliest-Light-Fixture-on-the-Planet was snapped up.