Another Saturday night, and I ain't got nobody... Well, except y'all.
'Shindig'
Natter 47: My Brilliance Is Wasted On You People
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.
Anyone else home on a Saturday night?
Ayup. 'Tis a chronic condition when you have young kids. I ran errands all day. Now I'm catching up on recorded Doctor Who's and David Tennat as Cassanova.
Now I'm trying to decide if I want to start trying to catch up on BSG.
Now I'm trying to decide if I want to start trying to catch up on BSG.
Do it! Do it!
when you have young kids
Or, OK... sleep.
I'm watching Grey's Anatomy from the ABC site, but it keeps hanging up. So, I think I may give up.
I broke another person's wireless! Go me!You are so uninvited to stay here. I just got mine working. Or I can disable it while you are here. Is this your superpower?
I'm home now. Just got back from watching the UFC fights. R has a huge beanbag chair that I think might cure migraines. Have to work out how to steal it.
And now...to eat. I've felt migrainely very nauseous and fairly dizzy all day, so an actual roast beef sandwich is huge. I'm very excited.
Bear with me.
I'm here. I found out that a restaurant serving saganaki just opened in Collierville, so I drove out to give it a try. I had some wait service and headache issues, but the food was very good—everyone be sure to try Greek style squash if you ever see it offered.
Magic Eraser can't seem to improve my grout, but it lived up to its name with the tub proper. I am amazed that what I thought was a permanent discoloration in the enamel came up without too much scrubbing.
So, I skipped. Of course. But only because ccording to the Buffista Calendar, today is Jeff Mejia's birthday, and I really hope he gets the well-wishes somehow, even though I haven't seen posts from him in forever.
I was home on Saturday night! I went to bed at 7:30, with the baby. It rocked!
When he spits up and Casper is near, she cries, "It's the amazing adventures of spit-up boy!"
Yes, Hippo Birdies to Jeff, whereever he is!
I had a frustrating time with insomnia (headache, aches, stiff as a board) last night, but finally conquered it with drugs... which is giving me a hard time in the way of waking up this morning. The cats are very motivational in their single-minded-we-must-be-fed way.
Matt, what's the name of that restaurant? I might try it sometime, though I'm not so sure I'm willing to drive to Collierville to eat.