It has been further established that the Halloweenie is extremely camera shy, and will in fact flip over on her head and dangle her legs over her face when confronted with any kind of imaging device.
I had an immediate image of Matilde Peeves (the poltergeist) Zmayhem blowing a raspberry at the camera from behind her dangly legs.
Hee.
Ah, I remember the days of moving and getting really excited whenever I found a stash of good boxes and could cram 'em into the back of the station wagon. To this day I perk up with lascivious greed at the sight of a pile o' boxes. You'd think I'd get over it eventually.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMPRESS!! Shinies and pretties and fabulous shoes for you throughout the year. And your baby girl is very pretty.
Note to Halloweenie: Thank you for your patience. Please stay put and grow big and strong. We're all very proud of you for deciding to hold off and not share birthdays with either me or the Empress, or in fact, any of us Leo folk. Just keep in mind that I will continue to look at you sternly in case you decide to surprise us and try being a Virgo. I'd like to remind you that you will have plenty of time to scare your parents and your virtual family when you are ready to stick beans up your nose and sample exotic new flavors in cleaning products you find under the sink. All that will be much more fun for you when you get to watch everyone scurry around trying to protect you, honest.
Thank you all muchsomely for all the lovely birthday wishes. I had a happy day up in Santa Rosa, where the weather was warm, the fresh garden produce was tasty, and I made me a felt rug out of a gorgeous fleece that has black, brown, gray, cream and white. I will stomp and trounce it and run it through the washer a couple of times and it will be all snuzzy soft and will hopefully attract some kitties.
Lastly, some big ~ma for Famille de Beverly, and I even have some more ~ma for {everyone else what needs it}.
I'm such a dork.
I just re-cut my thumb in the exact same place I cut it on Saturday. It hurts like hell. And it's throbbing. Blech. Guess the dishes will have to wait a bit till it stops bleeding.
On the bright side, vw, you don't have to fill out an accident/injury report on this for OSHA/workers' comp. I really hate getting to the line on the form that says, "How could this accident have been prevented?" and knowing the only real answer is, "By not hiring klutzes like me."
P.S. Heal quickly.
Dear bug, Stop hurting yourself. And maybe watch a movie while you wait for the cut to stop putting your blood on the outside where it does not belong. KThxBye, Cass
knowing the only real answer is, "By not hiring klutzes like me."
Story of my life, man...
I perk up with lascivious greed at the sight of a pile o' boxes
I have a problem.
Yes, it's true. I am a therapist. I help people declutter.
And I have a weakness for nice empty boxes and bags. I have zero idea where that comes from.
Dear bug, Stop hurting yourself. And maybe watch a movie while you wait for the cut to stop putting your blood on the outside where it does not belong. KThxBye, Cass
Hey! That's exactly what I'm doing! Go me!
Crazy! I suppose that's a sign I'm not getting an awesome wife from India because I would trust you to find me a good one.
Provided I didn't get imprisoned for proselytizing while I was there (or maybe, even better, if I got imprisoned, and released), I could bring home a good woman for you, who'd I already introduced not only
Veronica Mars
and
Groundhog Day,
but to
Buffy, Angel, Firefly,
and
Wonderfalls,
too.
You could marry her, and at the reception, you could introduce me to your mother, saying, "Now mom, here is the white anything who introduced me to [Mrs. Nice-Pretty-Hip-Cleavage-y Sunil-Spectral-Bovine]."
Happy Birthday, Aimee!!
Bev, I was glad to see you checked in and it is good to hear StE is making progress. I've been thinking about you guys all week.
Not much going on here. Ellie's napping (yay!) and Joe has to work until late tonight. His boss is in town from Savannah so they have so big dinner or something tonight. I'm so glad I have a baby to get me out of dinner.