Happy birthday, Jilli! (I dreamed last night that either Jilli or Dana -- it kept changing -- was having a baby and I kept saying "Are you SURE?")
No-baby-ma to the Buffistas who prefer it.
In unrelated news, I have discovered a chin hair, and I cannot tweeze it until I get home. Oh, the woes.
In unrelated news, I have discovered a chin hair, and I cannot tweeze it until I get home. Oh, the woes.
We shouldn't call you Goat Girl, right?
I call Emeline Goat Girl, but that's cause her favorite toy is a wooden spoon.
I call Emeline Goat Girl, but that's cause her favorite toy is a wooden spoon.
I'm missing the punchline, aren't I?
It's a Grimm's fairytale of Tatterhood. Tatterhood was born holding a wooden spoon and riding a goat. Emeline will toddle all over the livingroom with the wooden spoon held high above her head, and babbling.
Emeline will toddle all over the livingroom with the wooden spoon held high above her head, and babbling.
I'm more inclined to think that the wooden spoon is standing in for a sword and she's saying, "Off with their heads!"
I am, as well, but Tatterhood was my favorite fairytale so...there ya go.
Heh. In that case, call me goatgirl.
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Uh, but not really. Because that would hurt my feelings and make me cry and cry and cry. Just call me pretty.