Good luck, sara.
So, it was my super knocking on my door the other morning, and it was a plumbing issue. But I don't have a problem, so whatevs.
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.
Good luck, sara.
So, it was my super knocking on my door the other morning, and it was a plumbing issue. But I don't have a problem, so whatevs.
Hmmm, I need to track down the internet cable I bought in DC in case the hotel has high-speed access that's not dependent on wireless.
Flight info printed out? check.
Hotel confirmation number printed out? check.
Black dress pants purchased in capitulation to new larger waist size? check.
Incriminating files hidden and laptop desktop switched from naked pro skateboarder to drawing of scenic countryside? check.
Good luck Sara, and MK.
all good thoughts for Mr. K. The dog I lost had diabetes. Saturday I have a phone banking thing.
I will be thinking happy catnippy thoughts towards Mister Kitty.
Other than that, I have no plans.
Huh.
My lunch nap took the sting off my sleepiness. Weird that, but there was a sting. Now I'm not my perkiest, but I'm not fighting to keep my eyes open or anything. I love naps.
I was going to go to the DeYoung tonight to see the Arts & Crafts Era exhibition, listen to a lecture about Greene & Greene and see The Frisky Frolics, but I'm feeling very tired. Not exhausted, but kinda weak. Tomorrow I'm supposed to go out to the Conservatory of Flowers for my Mardi Gras Krewe's Spring Frolic. Sunday is the Northern California Ukulele Festival. We'll see how much I manage to go anywhere. I can't figure out whether I'm being depressed or whether I'm sick (I do have a soreish throat).
I hope you get good news (and outcomes) for Mr. Kitty, sarameg.
Yankee game tonight
Ribbon shopping with bride-to-be sister tomorrow
Cherry blossom festival Sunday
I just ate ice cream and still the world is looking like a shithole. That's not the way ice cream is supposed to work!
I am having NCistas and SA this weekend. And strawberries. Also, I hope, a nap.
Don't eat the istas, flea! I know you're eating for two and all, but still.
Seen at a blog, this headline is missing something.