Did I miss CaBil's birthday? That's no good! Happy Belated Birthday, CaBil!

Timelies all!

Fay, so good to see you!

I got in to work, and two of the women I care for spent so much time hugging on me and talking to me right when I walked in, that it was it was a challenge to get around to signing in. Something just clicked into place and suddenly the cow-orker didn't matter.

That's wonderful! I'm so glad it finally clicked for you. I hope it sticks. Also, what a sweetie that Daniel is. And silly Harvey!

I need to try to get some homework done this morning, because this afternoon I'm off to a quilting class with mom. We're going to a Fabric Manipulation class. It's going to be more exciting than it sounds. The sample in the store looked so cool! I can't wait to learn to do this stuff. I just hope my sewing machine isn't so out of date that I can't do anything or have to share with mom, making it difficult for us to keep up with the rest of the class.

I'm hoping to take what we do today and make it into a wall hanging for my bedroom. We're working with white fabric, and I found white-on-white fabric with little vw bugs on it that is just too cool! So, that's going to be my backing fabric for the wall hanging. Such fun!

edit: You can't see it very well, but this is the fabric with the little bugs on it: [link]

bt, I'm sorry that you and AS aren't going to settle down and have a passle of fat actuarial babies.

Please, don't be, I couldn't eat another thing anyway.

Anyway, today it's all more complicated. We is still un-itemed, but there is now dispute about its desirability. I think I have become a heartbreaker. (I'm trying not to let it go to my head.) Anyway, it does comfirm that these things should be done face to face where possible. This is one of the moments when life places the call for you (ok, me) to step up, as it were.

(See, if it weren't for the little matter of geography, I would so be dating you into the middle of next week. Or at least fighting crime with you.)

Hee. Geography, my old nemesis! Wait, that's gravity. I like geography, that's where they keep all the cool stuff.

I've lost half a stone (7lb)

Well done! I have lost nothing, and my schedule over the last month has been playing havoc with any pretence to regular exercise. I keep hoping the next week will improve.

Heartbreaker billytea. Why am I not surprised?

Half a stone is fabulous, Fay, good for you! I hear you on getting twingey from picking up something and carrying it awkwardly. Hardly seems fair, but there you go.

CaBil, I'm sorry I missed wishing you happy on the day. A year of felicitousness is hereby wished upon you anyway, more fervent for being a day late.

Condolences to Jilli and Pete on the loss of Dread Beastie.

Orange Mal! Now there's a thing to contemplate. But is the stuff doing its job otherwise, Raq?

Fun fabric stuff, vw. We expect pictures of the finished product, of course.

Aww, sweet Daniel, and silly Harvey. I'm so glad your job finally clicked for you, Andi.

In mememe news, DH has left for his week alone at the beach. I shall now break out the Sharpe dvds and tear into several projects that require spreading chaos over a large surface before they can be completed, their components reassembled in a more logical fashion. Send help if I don't surface in a few days.

Also? Ugh, dental appointment tomorrow afternoon. Ptui.

Yay Fay! My dieting efforts are same old thing. I do well for 3 days, then Pizza, do well for 3 days, then deep fried appetizer at some restaurant, do well for 3 days, then Halloween candy. Repeat for about 10 years. Blah.

My mother has returned to Florida for the winter. I’ll be headed over to see her shortly. DH is bringing the chain saw to help get her place cleaned up. I’m bring laundry to get caught up. And maybe flowers.

DH has left for his week alone at the beach.

I need to talk my DH into doing that, with the boys of course. Oh what I could get done with a week with no boys!

Daniel bought me a handful of carnations. They are bright and pretty.

I bought eight. I would have given a dozen, but the ones left there after the floral area closed for the day were a little picked over. I extracted the ones I felt met my standards of quality for Andi.

I would rather give eight pretty flowers than a dozen with several iffy blooms.

Besides, eight is a random-ish non-adhering to tradition number. You free-thinking rebel, you!

I'll cop to that.

dental appointment tomorrow afternoon

good luck with that, Bev. I hope it's relatively pleasant.

You remind me (not that I needed reminding), that I get to have my first mammogram tomorrow. Oh the joy.

I'm so sorry to hear about Beastie, Jilli and Pete.