I would never do that. I would immediately misplace it. I have a whole file of notes on the computer, though.
My favorite way to pick colors so far has been the Benjamin Moore site, which allows me to try out various color schemes.
Ooo, I'll have to poke around there. I've played with Behr's site, which has a similar gadget, and a lot of reasonably helpful articles.
Matt -- Hee, and yikes! The zebra ottoman would actually look great with a friend's stuff, but I don't think she'd be very pleased about it being actual zebra skin.
I don't think I did anything remotely productive today. And now it's too late to do laundry. Oh well.
Buying flowers is suspicious? Did you buy thousands of dollars worth sent all over the globe or just buy yourself some pretty flowers?
I hope the rest of your birthday is happier, Allyson, and that the year is cheerier.
"SARA! Dis you?" and his voice goes distant. My brother tells me he was holding the phone up to a picture of me from xmas.
Heh.
"SARA! Dis you?" and his voice goes distant. My brother tells me he was holding the phone up to a picture of me from xmas.
That is SUCH a "tell his prom date" story.
Happy Birthday, Allyson. Sorry to hear the bank was being an asshat.
And thanks, Sarameg. I'm fairly sure that den is the reason my parents bought the house. But it does look nicer in green, I think.
Okay, one cute toddler story before bed. Yesterday morning Frances comes into the bedroom, where I'm changing Isaac, carrying my cell phone. She tells me "Me call grampa," which I interpret as "I want to call Grandpa" (meaning a cousin who has generously stepped into the role for me). So I tell her we can call him after I'm done. Meanwhile I'm changing the baby and singing to him. But then I think I hear my cousin's voice on the phone and I realize she actually DID call Grandpa.
So now she's officially mastered redial.
Happy Birthday, Allyson!
Blergh. This morning I thought I was sick because I did too much drinking last night. Tonight I'm pretty sure I was sick because I am sick.
Happy Birthday Allyson.
Hey for science fiction geeks out there:
Why the five bladed gillette razor blade is evidence that we are only nine years from the singularity.
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Know what I really don't want to do right now? Grade these papers. Know what I really have to do right now? Yeah.
In a vain attempt to avoid my fate, I present you with DancingBush.com.
After following Typo's link, I was wondering ... who has the time to graph razor blades?
After following KristinT's link, I was wondering ...
Where do these people get all this
time?
