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Nov. 3rd, 2013 05:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stitchwhichYesterday we spent a lot of money. I authorized repairs to my PC ($299 - much cheaper than a new computer) and then we went to explore the store 'DXL', to see if we could find a gift for a friend who has been outgrowing all of his clothing. He's been avoiding being in public, and wearing his coat when he is, because of how tight his shirts have become... a student can only stretch money so far, you know? So instead of a practical present of three T-shirts we got him one button-down long sleeved shirt in a style we'd seen him wear almost continuously back when he fit his clothes. It can be worn over his current too-tight tees, if he wants a second layer but more importantly it will be one that he feels confident in.
It is a little thing but was more expensive than we would normally go for his birthday gift. And a little more intimate, really, than we'd go, too. But it is something that he needs and he doesn't even know that. He's going to be embarrassed about the size, I think, so we'll be careful not to reference it. I checked with his room-mate to be sure.
After present buying came cake-and-ice cream purchasing. I tell you, it is impossible to find a real German Chocolate cake anymore. All of them are regular chocolate cakes with just a smooge of coconut frosting in the center of the top... I should have baked one. I have the ingredients but wasn't inspired and was afraid that what I'd come up with in that state of mind would be something laughable. So I made beef stew instead. Dinner tomorrow at his small party will be delivered chicken wings from Cal'z, that being another thing he loves and cannot afford. I have my doubts about the wisdom of chicken wings followed by German Chocolate cake & ice cream but Bossman is sure it won't be a gastronomical disaster.
And then we shall play renaissance-era card games and be happily evil to each other. It should be a good day.
I'm up at 5:00 because of muscle cramps & spasms again. Judging by the time, it should be safe for me to take something for them and still be awake and alert by the time we should be straightening the house for his party. I found myself laying in bed daydreaming about the three weeks I wasn't on Gleevec last summer and how wonderful it was to sleep, and stretch, and relax completely. I want that again so badly.
Countdown: 178 days to freedom.
It is a little thing but was more expensive than we would normally go for his birthday gift. And a little more intimate, really, than we'd go, too. But it is something that he needs and he doesn't even know that. He's going to be embarrassed about the size, I think, so we'll be careful not to reference it. I checked with his room-mate to be sure.
After present buying came cake-and-ice cream purchasing. I tell you, it is impossible to find a real German Chocolate cake anymore. All of them are regular chocolate cakes with just a smooge of coconut frosting in the center of the top... I should have baked one. I have the ingredients but wasn't inspired and was afraid that what I'd come up with in that state of mind would be something laughable. So I made beef stew instead. Dinner tomorrow at his small party will be delivered chicken wings from Cal'z, that being another thing he loves and cannot afford. I have my doubts about the wisdom of chicken wings followed by German Chocolate cake & ice cream but Bossman is sure it won't be a gastronomical disaster.
And then we shall play renaissance-era card games and be happily evil to each other. It should be a good day.
I'm up at 5:00 because of muscle cramps & spasms again. Judging by the time, it should be safe for me to take something for them and still be awake and alert by the time we should be straightening the house for his party. I found myself laying in bed daydreaming about the three weeks I wasn't on Gleevec last summer and how wonderful it was to sleep, and stretch, and relax completely. I want that again so badly.
Countdown: 178 days to freedom.
