Glitter, Cass, glitter like the wind.

I can trump that. Some of my relatives still spell my husband's name "Dillon." Never mind that we've been married for over five years and they've seen it written out as "Dylan" any number of times.

Hah. A couple years ago my aunt (like MY aunt) gave me a shirt with the monogram "E" on the left breast.

Susan, insent actually... Yay on Anabel's sleepage.

Got it, and will get back to you sometime in the next day or two.

When I was about 12, I made the local newspaper, but it spelled my name Leigh. My mother sent both her siblings the article, and got back notes from both of them (one was admittedly written by her SIL) with my name spelled Leigh.

My name starts with an E. One year, I got a monogrammed wallet from my grandmother. With an A.

Sail, my mother never got me a birthday present the entire time I was growing up.

Then, when I was in my thirties, for five years running, she sent me skincare products for my birthday. All of them were almond-based.

Wouldn't you think a simple abortion would have been less stressful for her? Rather than trying to kill me when I was actually there to be killed?

Such an odd lady.

Your mother, deb, was definitely one for the record books. At least with my mother, about the only thing she ever forgot was my name. Hee. There were times I'd get called, "Jim, uh, Mike, I mean...Ellen!" when being called for dinner.

Throw the dogs' and cats' names into the mix and you've got my mom, too.

My mind just boggles. I've met you like, once and we've only been online friends for a few years, yet I'd never forget to check and make sure that anything I gave you was deadly nut allergen-free.

{{{Cass}}}

I'm fairly certain that Jilli would answer "no such thing" to the notion of too much glitter.

This is true. In fact, I am searching for a really good hair product with glitter that will work for those of us striving towards Morticia hair. Sleek, shiny, long hair. With glitter.

sj/Teacup and Lilty/music guy are excellent ships, but the deeply sick fuck in me snickers at the ghastly possibilities of SA/town crier.

Oh good, it wasn't just me who went there.

Hec, I cannot believe you woke up at 4AM to call Teppy.

SA, that is a *lovely* corset. I approve muchly.

Hec, I cannot believe you woke up at 4AM to call Teppy.

It filled me with evil glee. And, later the fatigue.

JZ just got back with new makeup. She's discovered eyebrow stuff and it makes her eyes look very striking and retro/goth. Plus there's some bronzey eye shadow stuff (fairly subtle but warm).