Who needs a handi-man?

Not this girl! For I am quite the handi-woman, thank you very much. I had a very productive Saturday, I must say. After swimming a half-mile at the gym, I went to the gro-cer-ry store on a mission. Among ingredients for this week's cyoolinary adventure {pozole (Mexican soup), tortilla española (Spanish omlet), and sopapillas (Mexican maybe? -- fried dough covered in honey, powdered sugar, etc mmmmm)}, I picked up some AA and AAA batteries, super glue, WD-40, and water protector for leather/suede/fabric shoes. What did I do with all these magical items, you ask? Why, I did what any single, independent, handy co-ed would do. I fixed all my problems!

• The clock in our kitchen got stuck at 11:30 and my flashlight (by which I do Sudoku puzzles late at night -- don't judge me) was going so dim I started to get eye strain. Nothing that a couple new batteries can't fix. 
• The sole of my boot started to peel away at the toe, letting snow and drafty breezes in on my tootsies. Did I call the cobbler? Nah, I just used super glue. 
• My boots from last season were starting to leak and my socks got all wet :( Did I throw them away? Good heavens, no! I sprayed them with water-proofer! (those and every other pair of shoes I might want to wear in the snow/slush this winter)

• The doors on our pantry cupboard sounded like a witch being boiled in oil. It's especially great when you're trying to get a midnight snack without the rest of your roommates thinking you're a pig since you've already had three Star Crunches today. Or when you're home alone making dinner and you grab the rice but forget to shut the door, so you walk away and it begins to swing s..l..o..w..l..y closed -- talk about creepy! Take some of this WD-40, you spooky tattle-tale door hinges! Not so creaky now, huh?

Yeah, I'm pretty handy. Although, I can only take most of the credit. Last week, my Daddy suggested I keep a few things on hand, just in case -- duct tape: for things that aren't supposed to move but do, and WD-40: for things that are supposed to move but don't. My next project will be applying a garbage bag or some other protective layer to the outside of the cooling unit hanging from our kitchen window. Sometimes I stand at the sink doing dishes and get hit with a blast of arctic wind! This probably ought to stop since we don't exactly want to be cooling our house these days. Yes, I know, I should have done that 3 months ago when we turned it off in favor of open windows and fall breezes. But whatever.