It is, Beverly!
Happy Birthday, Consuela!
I went to the mall, and survived! Yay!
'Same Time, Same Place'
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.
It is, Beverly!
Happy Birthday, Consuela!
I went to the mall, and survived! Yay!
Happy Birthday, Consuela!!!
Happy Birthday Consuela!
(You share a birthday with my husband)
Happy Birthday, Consuela!
Happy Birthday Consuela!
Happy birthday, Consuela!!
I put up my little tree. Cute! Now the question is, how do I apparently have all the strings of lights in the world? Do they multiply??
Happy Birthday, Consuela!
I phoned my brother -- he wasn't home but I think my s-i-l and I figured out my radiator problem. It appears that I had the one in the bathroom's knob opened to far so that all the steam was going there and the other two - not opened far enough. Thus the crazy steam all over all the time stuff happening. I'm hoping that I have found the balance.
And my doctor PHONED ME. Isn't that amazing? He was going over his notes and he called me up to make certain I was okay. I don't know whether to be really amazed at my good and conscientious doctor or really worried that my leg thing is more interesting then I want it to be. (He thinks it's a pinched nerve.)
Happy Birthday Consuela!
Welcome to America, Mac!
Last night I discovered a grill that has 8 oz. filets for less than 12 bucks on Saturday nights. It's not seasoned all yummy like Firebird's or Outback, but the price was definitely right.
Do they multiply??
When a mommy string meets a daddy string, they join sockets and then...wait.
This is such a strange cold. Spacy, but very little slime. Just an odd feeling in my sinuses and throat, occasional pointless cough and really evil headache at the base of my skull. Oh, and exhaustion. I don't really know how to treat it now.
why yes, when I'm sick, that's all I talk about. Maybe I think if I describe it to death, it will leave sooner.
I have a small cold. Despite that, I went and did a hard workout at the gym. I hate feeling whiny, and perhaps I'll be too tired to do so now.
I am so verklempt over Mac. It's like all sorts of magic. Wonderful, wonderful.
Happy birthday, 'Suela!