Dear God, I don't know why I posted that. I'm insane.

Thank you for pointing it out, Cindy. Really. Thanks.

It's hard work, being a girl.

so one of matt's guitar buddies is comming down for the night. I like her a lot , so this is cool. but the 'guest room' which will one day be a music room guest room. was mostly full of stuff. Including 25 boxes. So we 1) moved the boes to the garage, 2) set up the bed, 3) hunted down the evil webs, 4) put some stuff in the book cases 5) cleaned the house, 6) for some reason this inculded washing all the slip covers and throws in the living room, ( one twice due to a tragic jones cherry soda incident), and 7) did a grocery store run. Happily, she lives in the wine country and is bringing the wine. Proudly, I resisted the beer and got water out of the fridge.

Thank you for giving me permission to feel surly about it. I promise not to actually drive out to the East Bay and actually clock her one, and if I break that promise I also promise to not say when I am caught, "But my invisible friends on the internets were validating my feelings, yo."

No idea what the yo is doing there.

We need pictures of glammed-up sparkly Erin.

Between Jilli's to-do list and Laura's already-done list, I feel as exhausted as though I had done everything on both lists, although my actual already-done list consists solely of walked to hardware store and back with Emmett, bought coffee beans and I am presently pretending that my to-do list does not exist.

Deena, I was only being silly and teasing. I hope I didn't make you feel badly. I read most of the recent-er stuff in this thread in one swoop. Emily asked how one would hint about a sexual position, and then you posted the cat thing (and you were very funny!!!!). Then Perkins asked if anyone wanted a cat, and I just got silly.

Can one be a slacker if they have no list?

Discuss.

Without me, for I am slacking. I think. I have no list. Let me know what is decided, so I can keep doing it.

I think sparklers on the 3rd of July is a sterling idea. Of course, that's DH's and my wedding anniversary (DE-pendence day comes before Independence Day. Let's see you forget it), so I could be biased.

I need to learn how to do house wards, apropo of not much at all.

Go Erin, with your maquillage and enrobing and stuff.

I cut my hair again this afternoon. It was bugging, so I took an inch and a quarter off the top and about two inches off the sides. Think Shepard on Aquarium. Feels good.

And in other news, I have a psoriasis blister on the fingertip of my right ring finger. I am so beyond pissed. It's been years since I had any signs on my hands (though my feet are a mess), and I thought I was beyond that now. It makes me ill and angry that apparently, I'm not. I threatened to start smoking again just so I could quit. The last time I quit ALL my blisters and plaques went away. I thought I was done with this. Pfeh. PLATYPUS!

JZ, the woman is obviously not functioning on all cylinders. I'm sorry for the extra grief this is causing your family.

and if I break that promise I also promise to not say when I am caught, "But my invisible friends on the internets were validating my feelings, yo."

You could always say "But the Headmistress of Gothic Charm School said I could!"

Between Jilli's to-do list and Laura's already-done list, I feel as exhausted as though I had done everything on both lists

Sorry to help make you feel exhausted. I have done the house wards, taken a shower, and applied sunblock. I'm now eating my lunch in front of the computer, and occasionally growling at Trinian (The Dumbest Cat in the World!), because she keeps trying to paw open the door to the computer room. Where she is not allowed.

I need to learn how to do house wards, apropo of not much at all.

I had to do them an entirely new way today, as I couldn't find any of the sage bundles I know I have. t tangent (A sure way I know it's time for me to re-do the house wards is when stuff starts hiding around the house.) t /tangent

But, the new way seems to have worked really well; the house feels much calmer, and the Dumbest Cat in the World has stopped running around like things were chasing her. (Dread Beast, the smart cat of the household, sat on the couch through the whole thing, looking like he was grading my technique.)

I have sage bundles--three different types of sage, that I got at the last Pagan Faire. White sage won't grow for me, though rubbing sage and purple sage seem to do fine. Also, I usually make lemongrass bundles in the early fall, suitable for smudging, cooking, or tucking in a lingerie drawer. Never got around to it this past year.

He was, Jilli.

55 minutes and I have sopping wet hair, but I needed a cigarette and an idea of what to do with my hair. I think a messy updo, with a couple of teeny braids interpersed, and pink dragonfly sparkley pins dabbed into my 1/2 chignon.

I'm finding this play-by-play fun; sorry if it annoys.