I'm really going to hate 5 pm, though. I hate it getting dark before I leave work. HATE IT.
Eating and then running errands. Finally getting rid of old vacuum. Yay.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm really going to hate 5 pm, though. I hate it getting dark before I leave work. HATE IT.
Eating and then running errands. Finally getting rid of old vacuum. Yay.
I'm so glad you and yours are fine, Laura (except for Evil SIL, boo sss), and that, despite the stress and the worry, you can still be happy and thankful for peanut butter and bananas and rich starry nights.
I have had a busy morning - Emmett's room cleaned and vacuumed, the hallway swept, sink and stovetop scoured, laundry sorted, stains doused in Zout and left to contemplate their sins and await the great Cleansing, all clothing gathered up off the floor, sniff-tested for non-visible filth, and sorted or folded, living room vacuumed, kitchen table semi-cleaned, and in the middle of it I rewarded myself by reading this marvelous book, which is funny and wicked and occasionally mildly blasphemous, but in an oddly orthodox and tender way that I don't think even Nilly would object to (it actually made me think of Nilly, often).
Brought forward from the last thread: Trudy, if you want some of that brocade, let me get it for you now. There's only one bolt, and it's a discount exotic fabrics store, so once it's gone, it's likely gone forever, and I doubt this one single bolt will last till next May. And Sophia, yes, the Hello Kittyness of it is subtle. I'm going to see if I can borrow my mom's digital camera and take a picture of the pattern this afternoon.
LAURA! YAY!
That is the most amazing penis cake ever.
AUUGHHHH! NOT nice! Not nice at all! It looks like someone castrated the Big Red Rock Demon.
Laura, it's nice to have you back.
wow
that's pretty amazing. I think the thing that makes that cake is " happy Birthday Mom "
Oh my god, the penis cake killed me.
It reminds me of this story: my sisters and mom were at a wedding shower. There was a cake decorated with little chocolate penises. My parents are pretty religious, sex was not mentioned in our house, but my mom was eating the ones off her cake, not saying anything. The next day my sisters were telling me about the shower, and they mentioned the penises, and my mother looks shocked and says, "Oh my god!!! I thought they were little SQUIRRELS!"
Um, do the nuts have nuts? Is that why the nuts are all...pebbly?
That cake is brilliant. I was expecting the standard bridal-shower thing. Great write-up too.