Totally a Big Deal to Me

They know my name at Perkins Cleaners.  I walked in this morning and they said, "Hi, Jenny!" 

I'm pretty sure I'm their favorite American out of all the Americans in my neighborhood. 

Thanks, guys!

Also, Morgan Freeman

I am going to complain about you...

Why didn't you tell me that baby penguins died in your movie???  You sit there, all calm, talking about the Marching Penguins, and then spend the last 15 minutes of the movie - killing the babies!!! 

Why didn't you do something?  Surely the crazy predator bird would have listened to YOU!  With your crazy smooth, sympathetic voice???

Ugh.

The One Where I Complain About the Blogs I Read

After a stressful morning, I like to sit around for THE REST OF THE DAY poking around on line.  And if the people who write the blogs I read haven't updated their blogs...then, tell me, what am I supposed to do?  Even perezhilton was having a slow day.  And nothing was happening on Facebook.  And then my sister-in-law stopped emailing me - because "she had to work."   

Come on, people.  Entertain me.  Fill my mind with useless trivia and cat videos.  I want to see cute pictures of your dogs!  Haven't your kids done anything sweet/dangerous/aggravating all weekend?  That's two whole days...

Ugh.

My cat is disappointed in you.

Carpet Cleaning and Starbucks Snoring

We had our carpets cleaned yesterday.  Not that they were super bad or anything, but after having the movers come up and down the stairs with all our dirty boxes that had been shipped on the HMS Mudbox - we thought it might be nice to start with a clean slate.  And since we have a boat load of stairs (today's blog apparently has a naval theme) I didn't want to rent a machine and do it myself.  We paid someone else to do it and they did a great job - thank you Ethos Carpet Cleaners!

Anyway...carpet was cleaned.  I had some lunch and then opened a bunch of windows to help dry the carpet/clear the air.  Except it's cold out.  We've actually got some snow here in London...so - open windows didn't last very long.  

Time for hot chocolate at Starbucks.  Took my book (BIRDSONG, good stuff) and set out. 

I was soon joined by some other guy who promptly fell asleep in one of the really comfy chairs there.  And this man WAS OUT.  WAY ASLEEP.  A Snoring Machine!  Super loud.  And the rest of us in Starbucks basically found it amusing.  It's not as if he was sitting at my table or anything. 

Cut to about 40 minutes later and a new guy comes in.  Snore Machine starts up again - and New Guy gets up and walks over and says, "Wake up.  You're snoring very loudly."

I found New Guy's behavior more disturbing and disruptive than the snoring.  I don't know why, but it really irked me.  The Snoring Machine's only crime was that he got too comfortable in his armchair while reading a book, and fell asleep after a warm mug of something.

If the guy was snoring like this at the movies or a play I can see saying something...I don't know - would you wake someone at Starbucks?  Like, get up from your seat and walk across the place to tell someone they were snoring?

I think it was weird.