Before we get too far, I have to mention How. Cute. is that Owen story!
So, what is the plural of conundrum? If it was me, I would probably just use another word because Latin is not my thing.
eta: My widget dictionary says conundrums.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Before we get too far, I have to mention How. Cute. is that Owen story!
So, what is the plural of conundrum? If it was me, I would probably just use another word because Latin is not my thing.
eta: My widget dictionary says conundrums.
So I emailed all my stuff to the job I don't really want ( but have just convinced my self that good things could come of it). but there were pages where they wanted signatures. Which I can't do on a computer. But they are the ones that said I could email...
please read beep me.
Much ~ma to your MIL, beth.
I hope your MIL recovers quickly, beth.
And I hope the job stuff works out in a way that makes you happy.
All my ~ma to your MiL, beth.
Much ~ma to your MIL and family, beth.
Also, I didn't mention how cute that Owen story was! Such a sweetie!
I'm taking a break from school stuff (finished my math! Yay!) and working on my quilt that I got all the fabric for last night. Just washed/dried and ironed all the fabric. Still absolutely LOVING the border I picked out: [link] The quilt is going to be mostly golds/oranges/reds, but the border adds some purple, and it's just so. much. fun!
Now to start cutting...
~ma to beth's MIL and all the family. I hope for a speedy recovery.
Health-ma to your MiL, beth.
Job-direction-ma for you.
Looks nice, vw. Before I clicked the link, I couldn't picture the colors you listed working together, but they look quite complementary in your fabric.
Hmmm, maybe I'll try to get to Michael's tonight and get the rest of the yarn I need for my current project. You have inspired my crafty productivity!
Health~ma to your MiL, beth.
A few minutes ago, a plane passed over and Owen looked at me and said, clear as a bell, "Uh-oh. It's Big Jet."
That's just way too freakin' cute. I may still have Owen and the ABC song on my computer but I'm totally convinced that if I had Owen saying, "Uh-oh. It's Big Jet" I could take over the world.
So you can see why she's out for my blood, right?
No. Please let her know asap that I don't like her. I'm sure that'll change her attitude right quick. (Please to blame the crazy on the nicotine withdrawal.) Seriously though, I hope it's all dealt with simply and swiftly. And also that snooty chick winds up feeling like an ass.
So, I'm doing a new book. I've got my project for the year. I'm ready to go out and celebrate tonight.
Fortunately, we've got a Smonster-fest already lined up, so drinking and eating celebratory food of high tastiness is already a given.