You think I cooked? I didn't even shower today... Though the lemon-butt is a possibility for tomorrow, now that you mention it.

Sooooooo cute. Terribly gay or the mostest metrosexual ever... And I would happily make out with him either way. He uses Aveda products in his hair, they smell nummy.

And I would happily make out with him either way.

You could put your hands on his hot, tight, little body and make him...

You've smelled his hair???

Ah, Jessica makes much more sense to me now. I get it. Chickenmilk. Mmmm.

I got a call from a client in Wisconson last Friday who lived on..

Rondivoo Lane

Yes. Spelled exactly like that.

No. I think if I get within sniffing distance, I would have just become woozy and stammery. He's either so very gay, or so very metrosexual, that he talks about product and buying shoes.

I just realized that making lemon butt chicken tomorrow would be cruel. I never cooked for this guy when we were dating, doing it now when he's married to someone else just seems like taunting. I have cooked for her though. Dilemmas of the modern world... What to make for the ex and his wife when you are bribing them to watch your cats while you go out of town.

Yes. Spelled exactly like that.

Somebody in the city planning office needs to be shot in the head with an unabridged dictionary fired out of a cannon.

Mini-meara:

Deena, did you see that we liked your paragraph you added? Ima steal it!

I saw your dad did; I'm glad you like it too.

This missing once a week thing is getting old and harder to explain.

It happens. It'll get better. You're worth any frustration it might cause them.

Ben has to go to the doctor this afternoon.

Oh, Cindy. I'm so sorry. I'm glad you did his homework and I hope it's nothing serious but that they figure it out and are SURE it's nothing serious and can convince Scott, Ben and you of same.

Leg-healing-ma for Anne and catch-the-SOB-with-concrete- evidence~ma for Maria, along with vibes for springing back for Maria's family.

Em called me "mama" for the first time on Sunday in the airport.

I love this! So sweet.

I just want something good to happen.

Mary Balogh!

many good things-ma for Cass, Erika, Susan and Sean.

Today went okay. Doctor visits and accomplishing of things. I have mega-dry-eyes due to the psoriasis and am on a new "treatment regimen" that includes washing my eyelids and lashes with Johnson's baby shampoo every day. Over the course of the next week, I have to schedule a mammogram, a visit with a dermatologist, a visit with a gastroenterologist and x-rays of my hands and feet. This doctor doesn't let the grass grow. She put me on wellbutrin. If I start acting weird(er) (again) over the course of the next few weeks, please let me know.

Try to post 3 times and nothing happens, try again and it posts twice.

This is not yet proof of weirder behavior, I swear.

I have the pretty laterns above my bed lit with tealights. Good things are happening already, Deena. Which, sadly, does not mean porn -- but it is cozy and pretty.

Pretty tealights are always good things. I have been inspired to put candles around (in tall places) so I can light them after the babies go to bed. Just because no one else in the house gets it doesn't mean I have to do without.

We bought a new coffee maker today since ours died a couple of weeks ago (the horror!). The new one is all space agey shaped and has the interrupty feature (the last one didn't and I didn't realize it and my interruptions probably contributed to its demise). I have coffee! Late, but I'm not caring at this moment.