Today I get to work with a burgandy left and a brown right. UGH.

People probably thought you were very fashion forward.

I can show a pictur eof my mother's cat, but without anything in the picture to compare him to, you can really tell how ginormous he is. [link] He's cute, but he isn't orange.

So, Allyson, have they mentioned book tours or anything? I can see somebody in, oh, say, Letterman's office seeing that listing and going, "That's wacky, let's get her on!"

Not to mock you (I've done navy and black but..)

Today I get to work with a burgandy left and a brown right. UGH.

Hi MOM!

I went to an all-girl catholic highschool. We had blackwatch plaid skirts and could wear navy, black and dark green knee socks as part of the ensemble. I was sharing a bedroom with my 3 younger sisters when I was a freshman and had to get up about an hour before they did, cause I had the longer walk to school. Getting my socks mixed up as I was dressing in the dark was so common, I hardly noticed after awhile.

Allyson, as soon as you can, you MUST introduce your nephew to the Flanimals. I just had a hilarious conversation with mine about them. I swear, he's memorized 2 books and can give it all to you in detail. I should be offended, but I'm a Squat.

oh msbelle. that's both terrible and so funny!

Dude. You guys have it all wrong (I think) Zenkitty doesn't want to cook.

Zenkitty: I would love to cook for you. Where do you live?

EAT: Ohhhhhwwwww I want to go to Naanfest with the Chicagoistas. Damn you 2007! Where's my &%#^ing teleporter?!!

msbelle, you sound like a harried mom.

From over here, it's kinda cute.

I'm fucking stuffed. And, if you might excuse me, too fat. No, fat's not the word, although I have more body fat than I usually carry. I'm outgrowing too fucking much of my clothes. I'm sorely pissed, prompted by me struggling to button up my leather coat this evening. That's two leather jackets I can't close.

I can't afford new stuff. I can't decide if I should make my diet more lean, or what.

I'm certainly not stopping kettlebell.

Resolved my cereal issue. Bought $61 worth. That should get me through a month or two.

Winds around here--I passed a felled tree a couple of times before I realised there was a car underneath it. I hope there wasn't much damage done.

Winds around here--I passed a felled tree a couple of times before I realised there was a car underneath it. I hope there wasn't much damage done.

OUCH! Poor car.

The winds made it very hard for Franny to fall asleep. She kept trying to reassure me, even though she was the one who needed reassurance, not me.

Because it deserves its own post:

Further adventures in gimlet exploration...

Requested: Gin gimlet

Received: Gin on the rocks with freshly squeezed lime juice and a dash of Rose's syrup

Conclusion: I prefer the vodka gimlet, and I certainly prefer the gimlet straight up. Fresh lime juice continues to add pep to the drink's step.