I just listened to a song the infant Teppy wanted me to hear, and my MusicMatch thingie was open. Most of the songs on there right now are theme songs from 1970s and '80s sitcoms, but I noticed the one right before the song Tep sent through YouSendIt was entitled "Abc". I couldn't figure out what it was. I didn't
remember
downloading anything, and well, old Jackson 5 songs just make me sad, these days, so I clicked it to see what it was.
It was Owen. Saying his A-B-Cs. I'd forgotten about it until it began.
Ded of the cute, am I.
Can I go home yet?
No! Bastet and Toto still have a big mess to clean up from all their nefarious plotting. But, you are welcome to come here to wait them out.
Aimee, that's a great submission.
Hey, I'm going to be 39 (for the first time) in about six weeks. Get offa my...what's that green thing called?
I didn't get called in today, so no money this week. The upside is the bitchy boss answered the phone when I called, and I really like to avoid having to see her whenever possible.
Oh, and important things taken into consideration, there are four Trader Joe's in the city. And there is a huge farmer's market there. A girl has to have her standards after all.
Oh, good. That means we still get farmer's market updates. You are very brave to be doing this Cass. All the best wishes to you. I have always wanted to visit Oregon, and now I will have a very good excuse.
Remember the big project for work from a couple of weeks ago? I finally finished the first step! I have a meeting about it this afternoon. Go me!
Go, vw!!!
I like my tea with milk and sugar. At least black teas; I usually take green tea or white tea plain or with a little bit of honey.
That's a great letter, Aimee. I hope you win. The only problem I see with you winning is that you are already too pretty to need a makeover.
That's a great letter, Aimee. I hope you win. The only problem I see with you winning is that you are already too pretty to need a makeover.
::blush - in the completely wrong color:: :)
Good luck, Aimee. You deserve to feel as lovely as you are.
It seems I have bronchitis. Bleh. Interestingly, the doctor not only looked like Brendan Frasier (only with dark hair), he sounded like him. In manner and cheerfulness, much more "Blast from the Past" than "The Mummy". Yet he was not afraid to bring out the big guns - Zithromax and WooHoo! Robitussin with Codeine.
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