Congratulations, Spidra!!!

Long night. I didn't have a drink, because it is a long drive home, and I didn't want to drive home tired. Dealing with one of my "friends" sober, is no fun.

Short in back and on top, long in front with swoopy bangs.

Very chic!

Fay, do you want to borrow one from me, just to keep up the LA tradition?

That would be lovely, thank you!

(wrt fancy ensembles for the Prom, I'll be taking a couple of pretty sequinny shawl things that I won't be wearing, in case anyone is in need of such a thing...)

I have the BRQG set to be my home page here on the laptop, and it just gave me this:

KristinT: In the girls' bathroom at school, there are the usual scrawled messages on the stall walls. "Your a f*cking c*nt bitch" is on one of the doors in dark marker that shows through coats of paint. As a teacher, I should be offended by this profanity. Instead I fight the urge to bring a sharpie in and correct the "your".

This may be an indication that I have issues.

And it gave me a little warm glow, because that's (naturally enough) exactly my response too. So good we're both teachers.

That would be lovely, thank you!

I will add one or two to my list of things to bring.

Thank you! I foolishly didn't bring my tiara to Egypt (although the photographs they needed for my work permit? Feature me in my tiara. And the photograph of me I've stuck up outside my classroom also features me in my tiara. I'm trying to convince Grade One that I'm a Queen in my own country).

B.org's own Anna Leonowens

Damn straight!

And you know, I just adored that movie when I was six. Adored it. And then one day when I was off school with the mumps I saw Yul Brinner being interviewed on the telly, and bounded off to tell my parents that he was performing live in 'The King And I' in London!!!! And of course I was too young to realise that our finances weren't so hot, and that going down to London to take in a West End show was an expensive proposition - but my parents, bless them, managed to pull it off anyway. And thus my 7th birthday was celebrated by going to see The King and I on stage, instead of a party. (This set the tone for the next several birthdays.) Little did I guess that some 25 years later I'd be going to Siam myself, to teach small Siamese children.

Funny how life turns out, isn't it?

(The first show I was ever in ex utero was The King & I - I was one of the twins. My mother had to paint my hair black every night, and then wash it out post-show. Also, I was 7.)

Funny how life turns out, isn't it?

Word.

And you know, I just adored that movie when I was six. Adored it. And then one day when I was off school with the mumps I saw Yul Brinner being interviewed on the telly, and bounded off to tell my parents that he was performing live in 'The King And I' in London!!!! And of course I was too young to realise that our finances weren't so hot, and that going down to London to take in a West End show was an expensive proposition - but my parents, bless them, managed to pull it off anyway. And thus my 7th birthday was celebrated by going to see The King and I on stage, instead of a party. (This set the tone for the next several birthdays.) Little did I guess that some 25 years later I'd be going to Siam myself, to teach small Siamese children.

Funny how life turns out, isn't it?

This makes me cry. I suspect I need caffeinating.

Kristin, you should totally bring in a red marker and correct it. And give it a C- or something.

re mealmoths, the bad news is that when I've found them, I've had to throw out a bunch of different flours, rices, cornmeal, and such.

Pasta, too - anything grainy or starchy. Ugh.