Incessant Chatterings of Yours Truly

It was a work day at the house, and G.S. Was making a quilt and putting the interfacing on the fabric while Diem and I were trying to refit the wine fridge into the wall.

G.S.: mmmm efficiency. Finding the most efficient way to put the interfacing on is great. Take it! Take it and like it.

Diem & Abel stop and stare.

G.S.: yes, efficiency makes me hot.

Abel: that's good to know. If you ever get a boyfriend, I can give him tips. He has to be a German guy, though. Efficiency and all.

G.S.: we already know I like the big, blonde, beefy guys. This could work! Which is why we're going to Oktoberfest! Big, beefy, blonde, efficient Germen men. Mmmm. Plus! Potatos!!

Abel & Diem crack up.

Abel: big, beefy, blonde men, plus potatos. That's one hell of a combination.

We went to the theater with our housemate and friend, who had just gone to see the Lion King 3D the night before. Let's not point out the movie addict warning signs, but instead move on in the conversation.

G.S.: Belle was my favorite because she liked to read.
Diem: Aladdin was my favorite.
Abel: no, Jasmine was your favorite.
Girl: What? Not Pocahontas?
G.S.: To be fair, if the title character is a boy, he's an animal. Aladdin is the only exception.
Diem: Well, he was a 'street rat'.
Girl: She has a point, though. The lion king was a boy and a lion.
G.S.: Bambi. Boy. Deer.
Abel: Fox and the hound, both boys. Even robin hood! They turned him into a fox!
G.S.: Its true. Disney loves the princesses.
Diem: No, they just hate men.