Yay for -t having a house, and I'm sure it will soon become a home!
(And yay for the Saints winning, although I'd almost forgotten about football)
Yay for Monkeypants and cutiehead Em!
Boo for sick Bitches, but yay for codiene.
And wow, I didn't even consider checking Jos. A. Bank, as the last time I was in there they didn't even carry blue blazers. But those are perfect. Thanks!
Now I just have to drop a couple dress sizes so I can wear my evening gowns again, and we're set. Too bad I haven't been able to go on the "dysentery diet" here.
Definitely pick some up, Sail. I just made a cup for me.
Does this snot monster ever vacate? Ick.
Poor snot monster victim.
I have that awful tickly throat sniffly tired-all-the-time feeling. I'd better get some Emergen-C tomorrow. Don't wanna get sick. Too much to do.
Yay! A place!
I made a hat: [link]
Sure, I look like death warmed over in the picture with me, but the hat's pretty cute! We'll have to get a better picture when it's daylight out.
Cutie baby pictures! Em and Lily! Such damn cuties. I'm dead.
Yay, -t! That's wonderful news!
Apparently, my body thinks I've gotten enough sleep, as I am wide awake. Stupid body.
I have that awful tickly throat sniffly tired-all-the-time feeling. I'd better get some Emergen-C tomorrow. Don't wanna get sick. Too much to do.
Mom swears by Airborne too. Of course she's made me stick zinc up my nose too, so caveat emptor.
The hat is adorable!
So sorry you are awake, vw. Did you go to sleep early enough that this might possibly be enough sleep until you can nap later? Can you nap later?
Can you nap later?
Nope. I've got school and work today. So, I'm gonna go try to squeeze in a few more hours.
Oh no. All my sleep~ma are belong to you for the next few hours.
That is a wonderful hat!
Of course I have no photos of Mal dressed up for T-day...all I have is this: [link]
And the problem with Plei's *-aboo usage (sleepaboo, etc) is that it is stuck in my head, gets used on Mal, and comes out "Malibu."
That's funny, Raq. One of my names for Kara has always been carabou.
Last night Kara asked me to explain the story of Jesus to her, and, whatever one's theology, I thought her summation was pretty cute.
Kara: Oh! I like that Jesus! That's a really good plan!
I'm up to drink my last bottle of magnesium citrate. Tag line on the bottle: THE SPARKLING LAXATIVE.
