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!
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.
Deena! Mammograms are not the ordeal they used to be. I think most clinics now have more advanced imaging machines that require fewer contortions and less pressure--all to the good, when dealing with my sensitive bits, and yours too, I'm betting.
The dentist knows he's looking at a tooth that broke off the interior wall last week; the center of the tooth has been filled. As long as he's able to fill it and maintain it, I'll be happy. Unfortunately, just yesterday an upper tooth on the opposite side twinged rather dramatically. Of the two, I'm afraid this new one is going to need attention more. Drat. We don't have dental insurance, and I really haven't budgeted for massive dental intervention.
