Happy birthday, Victor!
Piss. I just realized that I need to mail something and that I should go to the ATM, and this is messing with my cunning "don't go outside until quitting time" plan.
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.
Happy birthday, Victor!
Piss. I just realized that I need to mail something and that I should go to the ATM, and this is messing with my cunning "don't go outside until quitting time" plan.
Happy Birthday Micole!
Happy Birthday Aiden!
Y'know, for a Monday this morning is proving surprisingly gronk-free. I hope it's not all being saved up for the deputies I have to fill an accident report out with this afternoon.
Happy birthday, Victor!
Wow, so many birthdays today!
Happy Aiden Day, Deena!!
Happy Birthday, Micole!
I'll see you Happy Birthday to Aiden, Micole, and Victor, and raise you a happy birthday to my nephew Ryan, who is turning 8.
I am home with a sick baby who doesn't, as it turns out, have an ear infection. I should work on my taxes and assorted reimbursement accounts and smuggle away some of my daughter's toys so we can walk in her room, but I am strangely un-feeling like doing these useful things.
Alo it is 31 degrees here, so for once I am not bitching about it being too hot in NC.
HAPPY BIRTHDAYS!!
There was an article in the Times Magazine about "designer dogs" (here), in which I learned that purebred pugs generally can't get pregnant OR give birth on their own without human intervention, because their bodies don't really work. WTF is that.
That's seriously upsetting. Then again, I couldn't get pregnant nor will I be able to give birth without some major medical intervention.
eta not to make it all about me.
I guess the breeding shows a sort of selection going on that is quicker than the usual natural type. What humans select for, though, seems stupid.
Happy Birthday, Micole!
My body seriously, is seriously hates me right now. Uhg.