Go ahead and laugh, you guys. Someone should relish my misery. This is rather like the time she light my coat on fire, because I put it on the table where they were stacking wood for a barbecue.

I really should have known better than this. Still, it's not going to stop me from putting green food coloring in her shampoo. Take that you blond demon thing.

...and I suddenly have the horrible feeling that she's going to post a Most Sincere Apology in bitches right after I post this. And it shall have perfect grammar and she will have found the font that dots her i's with hearts.

It's not like we're using the lawn at the moment, what with it being rainy and gray and about 45 degrees, but this still strikes me as incredibly rude.

It's also illegal, and they may damage your lawn when it is wet. Call the cops.

Deena, would you be willing to look at my first go of the survey?

Shouldn't the cops be right there as security? If not -- definitely call them. What a nasty surprise for a Sunday morning!

Fed and caffeinated. Feeling a little better. Must shower as soon as I decide whether I should leave Miss Still-Awake here in the dark quiet room in hopes she'll sleep, knowing she'll more likely scream bloody murder, or take her in the living room and give her some Tivoed Sesame Street.

{{{Susan}}}. I hope things get a little better for you today. Enjoy choir.

Susan, I vote for Tivoed Sesame Street.

Call the cops.

Oh, good lord, no. My father-in-law would have a cow, because that would be Too Much Drama, even if it is his lawn. He'll just seethe about it quietly instead.

Miracle of miracles, she's asleep!

Catch y'all in the new thread.

Huh. Finishing off a thread? I'm so rarely around for it.

Played D&D tonight. It rocked. I took out a creature that was supposed to be a tough challenge for the whole party with one shot. (Got lucky, but still. You've gotta love it when that happens.)