There are some lovely greyhounds in my neighborhood. When I pet them they nuzzle back so delicately. Not at all like the slobbery "OMG my favorite being evah" that my favorite lab/shepherd used to greet all mobile life forms.

PLEASE tell me they live in old town Alexandra

Hee! I know most people wont' get this, but...Raquel is funny. :)

The doc prescribed steroids, in a descending amount, and told him not to attempt to talk.

Yeah, if I don't feel better tomorrow, I may go ask for some steroids. As for talking, apparently I sound like Alvin and the Chipmunks, so...yeah.

Baby Lily has SO MUCH HAIR!! Also, the most adorable shirt evah.

And "Boo" definitely makes me think of Boo Radley. Though so does the friend of mine who goes by her middle name Radley. Better than her first name, but...

The poor kid's nickname--"Boo."

This was my (now departed) cat's nickname. Sometimes "Miss Boo."

add several more vowels to bougainvillea

heehee

get well soon-ma to meara, Cindy and Stephanie.

Lily is precious, and JZ is a miracle with a bleachpen.

Also Hello All!

I'm kinda dreading this weekend. Things at home are pretty rocky. Unfortunately, it will also be wicked hot this weekend so taking the kids out for a day at the park isn't a really good option.

I had heard, and this may be urban legend, that the African American practice of giving children royal titles as names came out of resistance to the convention that white people called black people by their first names whereas black people called white people by their titles. i.e. -- if a grown man had to call a ten year old girl "Miss Something" she at least had to call him Prince.

I've heard that, too, though my one of my great-great-grandfathers, who was white (I come of dirt poor hillbilly farmer stock), was named Colonel Fancher. Colonel Maneus Lemley Fancher, to be more specific. I'm not sure when he was born exactly, but probably sometime in the 1850's or 1860's, since he was my paternal grandmother's grandfather, and she was born in 1906.

Gud, I'll be thinking about you. You might want to scour the paper for an indoor kid-fun event you can go to. My Brother was big on Saturday arts classes at the local art museum, which the kids loved.

Oh, and we sometimes call Annabel "Boo," because when she was a little tiny baby her fussy noises sounded like "boo." But she's 15 months old, and I find myself drifting away from Boo and toward AB for a nick.

We call her so many different things it's a wonder she knows her name.

Hee! I know most people wont' get this, but...Raquel is funny. :)

She is, and having a child named Princecharming growing up in Potomac is too. The look of horror that cross the faces of some of the hoity toity residents is hilarious! "Princecharming? Why that's an...interesting choice, dear. Let me introduce my children--Garrett, Brett, and Madison. No, no, not Garrett, Brett and Madison Smith, but Garrett, Brett and Madison Jones."

edit: Much punctuation to you Gud.

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Bleach pen with narrow and wide tips, though I did the teeny detail work by squooshing the gel into a glass and using a paintbrush. Learned it from an article in Budget Living, where someone made a giant fabric Mona Lisa with a bleach pen and it looked utterly frickin' awesome.

I really want to get a big grown-up-sized t-shirt and try to do this image.

Also, much non-contagion-spreading hairpats, punctuation, -ma and hot tea with lemon and honey to all them what's sick.

scampers off

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(Gud)

Hey Epic!

I am slowly but kinda surely getting through my list. I have an appt at 2 though so I should likely be online less and domestic more.