The Krankenhosen is still a little febrile, but I think part of the problem is that the weather people totally blew it today. It was supposed to be rainy and upper 50s. It's sunny and mid-60s right now. So, the thermostat thermometer says it's 70 in the house -- and AB is wearing fleece.
I'm OK with hanging out with Ms. Sickpants, since she isn't procrastinating on writing the last 20% of the self-study and using an endless number of excuses to justify her inability to write something I could flip out in about two hours. Instead, she watches Spongebob and eats Nilla wafers and drinks milk. I wish I could do that for $30/hour.
cake is in the oven ... now a little quick cleaning and rest. and beer. maybe food would be good.
and today - instead of kicking my self about money management - I will praise my self. not because I found extra money- but because I knew I had forgotten something - so I was watching my account - bingo! there is was. So I was able to forstall disaster. If Only I had remembered to actually go to the bank....But hey, that can happen on monday.
Grr. Arrgh!
Finally heard back from the owner of the Jag I hit. $2,212.38. Good news - my Savings account won't be taking the hit. Bad news - Mercury insurance is gonna put the screws to me for the next three frickin years after this. Sonofabitch. (Also ridiculous for the size of the dent we're talking about. Gorram Jag).
Oh, God. So sorry.
In unrelated news, the ugly! The ugly! It burns...
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I think they could work with the right outfits on the right person.
only if she had her feet in a paper bag
Heaven forbid I ever see the right outfit for the green plaid.
See, brenda understands the ugly that burns.
Like this: [link] (which is actually a knick-knack, I guess, not a shoe)
