Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.
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.
I
finally
found low-sugar apricot preserves. TJ's is good for some things and not for others, I guess. I'm trying not to buy jams or jellies with more than 6g of sugar per helping. Is hard.
I missed kettlebell yesterday because of a cute baby and lack of motivation. I think this couple is going to invite me over for dinner just because I play well with their 7 month old. In fact, they offered to let me strap her into her carseat last night. At which I wasn't good, so maybe their apparent plan of fleeing the country and leaving me with Baby H will be forestalled some.
I mean, what else could they have in mind?
But I better go eat lunch soon just in case kettlebell happens today instead.
Oh, good lord. My half case of wine that mysteriously turned into a full case on it's way to me? Is only a half case. I, apparently, cannot count to 6.
And I already called the winery and had them charge me for the "extra". I can't see them believing me if I call up and say, no, there were six, I'm an idiot. Even though I really and truly am.
Oh -t, call them. You were only being honest in the first place. They should believe you.
I did, and they did, and it's all fine. I'm just so very embarassed. I fail at counting! And talked about it on the internet. Someone is gonna come repossess my diploma, I know it.
Today has turned out to be awesome.
Impromptu tour of the "Star's Homes" with B, E, A and B's cousin M. Lots of talk about sex and socialism. B and I spent most of the time giggling to ourselves in the back seat while A slept in her car seat.
We illegally parked in a red zone and went into SPRINKLES!!! E and I had lemon coconut (B: Aimee, you don't like coconut. Me: I like lemon more than I don't like coconut. B: That makes sense.). B had a black and white, M had a pumpkin. We all traded bites.
We came back cause Baby A needed to nurse and have a diaper change and now we're off to Jerry's.
That's pretty funny, -t. I failed at counting earlier this week -- the other tried to make me feel better, but no.
Fun on a Friday: A Cavalcade of Random Fug: [link]
Huh. I had a stack of stuff I meant to bring into work. And I guess I forgot. Considering I leave in 45 minutes and didn't even remember it until now, odds were good if I had remembered to bring it in, I wouldn't remember I meant to deal with it,huh?
it. it. it.
They let me call myself a GROWNUP.
Oh, Fug People? Those are flesh coloured fishnets.
Not sure why I know that and they don't.
The Buffista hose of choice (fishnets, at least) and they've never featured one of us?
