At 9! What's up with that?
SO UNFAIR. Poor you. You should strike.
I just took a carload of clothes to the donation boxes (donation boxes all over? the best thing EVER. Except for the design flaw of the chute and the boxes themselves. But that's another complaint). Purging is oddly satisfying.
unless your pushme-pullyou is a chewer... then you've got REAL problems
no pins near ms belle! no pins!
I love the boxes. I can stop on the way to work and donate clothes or whatever and barely go out of my way. The convenience makes me more likely to donate two or three items, instead of waiting to fill up a bag to make a trip to Goodwill worthwhile.
I, too, ate too much. But not Mexican food.
I am hiding out at my mom's house trying to remember why I thought Christmas in NY was a good idea.
If I can't explode I will belch muchly.
very ladylike my folks say. My brother chimes in that it is a wonder that I am single. Not surprising tomorrow the visit is over. love the family, ready to get home.
unless your pushme-pullyou is a chewer... then you've got REAL problems
Ah but remember, if both head's can't chew at once, it get's cranky and demands to be petted instead of going furniture munching.
happy kprinkle, everyone! And a very happy birthday to Theodosia, and to Jesse, and to Rayne.
You can come to my house, Kristen!
I just sent out a flurry of invitations for one thing and another. Will people roll their eyes at me when they get to work in the morning? Time will tell.