Suzi, I did get snail mail from you. THANK YOU! I was sure I'd e'd you or texted you to let you know and to thank you but I can't find a shred of evidence to back me up. I hate when that happens. But I loved the giftie and card. THANK YOU, again!
Cass and I are about to crack open a bottle of prosecco and relax. It's just unfortunate that everyone isn't here in Portland to join us.
Nicole, how did you survive the plane ride with the twins?
Well, I guess they make special bras.
there was that whole "flaming yon" for filet mignon thing
OMG! I remember that being your tagline a while back, and just cracking up every time I read it!
ION, my toes are cold. I should shut the window. (Erk. I just checked the temperature [outside] -- it's only 40! Window shutting commencing in 5...4...3...2...)
pss... Hil, check out Sketchers. They have maryjane style shoes that aren't made of leather. Don't know if you've run into them before.
Moooom, Cass has the Nicole and she's not sharing!
No I am not! What??? I flunked Sharing in kindergarten.
That's because she's just not nice.
Lee, take that back or I won't send your present home with Nicole (because I
suck
at the postal thing.) and then you'll be sorry...
Fizzy wine is num.
Kittenish has an infection (I suspect Kristin's diag of UTI) so she's on antibiotics along with everything else. And her thyroid levels are still high but coming down. We are upping her dosage and retesting. All things are looking faintly optimistic. Infection bad but treatable and the thyroid levels are going the right way. Yay vet.
Well, I guess they make special bras.
Oh yeah, I wanted to clean up nasally aspirated Prosecco...
Dear cow* that was funny.
*Cow, god, whatever...
This is odd: The Living Garage. A room that's half garage, half patio/lounge area.
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Dear cow* that was funny.
*Cow, god, whatever...
Thank you for finding me funny.
Still giggling, PC. Brat.
sj, we drugged the little monsters with Benadryl before getting on the plane but it only knocked them out for about 45 minutes. The last twenty minutes of the flight SUCKED ASS! But we all survived. That's what matters, I guess. The flight home? Double dosing them, if I have anything to say about it.
I've only spotted Kittenish briefly. Poor little kitty.