Happy birthday Kat!
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
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.
Happy Birthday, Kat!
9 hours of sleep last night. Yay.
Hey Nilly, Leif was talking about the number 17 a couple of nights ago. I tried to tell him about the perfection of 28 but that lead to an argument with Emaryn because 'just because you think 28 is perfect doesn't mean it is'. I tried to explain that 28 actually was a perfect number like 2 is an even number, but she wasn't buying it.
Leif has also learned that the electromagnetic force is stronger than gravity from watching Nova with us. Not bad for a four year old, maybe he has a bright future in science.
Just popping my head in to say thanks for all the birthday wishes yesterday. Such a nice treat!
Also...
Happy Birthday, Kat! Hope you're day is fabulous!
Ow ow ow. Stupid shoes. Yay for a big box of band-aids behind the reception desk.
The worst part is, the shoes LOOK like they'd be really comfortable. So it's not like I'm suffering to look really good.
Sorry, Jesse. So not fair. On the upside, maybe that means there's a pair of beautiful, but direly uncomfortable looking shoes that would feel unexpectedly great on your feet.
Happy Birthday, Kat!
Happy Birthday, Kat!
And belated happies to Ms. bug!
Tacos en Casa, courtesy of the NYTimes (use bugmenot if you don't want to register).
On the upside, maybe that means there's a pair of beautiful, but direly uncomfortable looking shoes that would feel unexpectedly great on your feet.
Ooh, maybe. I think the truth is, my feet are babies. Everything rips up my little piggies! Lame.
And to add insult to injury, there are apparently farm-fresh peaches in our kitchen here, which I will not eat, due to the stupid drupe issue.
Happy Birthday, Kat.
Happy Birthday Kat!