You're both sweet as hell, but you both LIE.
I have seen pictures of you in a cherry dress that beg to differ.
Also I have these [link] (scroll down to just after bitching about technical difficulties). I don't agree with him on the quality of chocolate (it's milk with white on the inside). My toys are different too. So far I have this [link] which cute, unillumitating cartoon aside, is a tiny, clear plastic horned elephacowpig thingie with a die just smaller than an advil in it. I have no idea how you're supposed to play with it.
I also have these [link] which are a little clearer. Though the cartoon doesn't show the little apparatus part that makes them spin. I just figured out how to make them work since I have the apparatus and not the stump/gladiator arena in the cartoon.
Of course all the instructions are in German.
I finally made a hair appointment the other day. I couldn't get in with the hairdresser I want until April 6th. I have no idea what I am doing with my hair, but at least these wirey grays will be gone.
Won't argue with you about it (I know that can get uncomfortable), but I promise, if I said it, I believe it.
Teppy, I have to second what other people are saying. In fact, in cleaning through my stuff today, I found a card with Mae West on it that I meant to send to you a while back because it made me think of you.
OMG - I just checked my work e-mail (I know, obessive much) and I got a notice that they want to recognize my service anniversary at our next full office meeting. They recognize employees when we hit 5 year increments. My anniversary date is May 28th. I hit 15 years LAST YEAR. Nice timely recognition, eh?
I don't want to shock you Suzi, but they take you for granted. So does your husband. It's a theme.
More people need to recognize your awesomeness immediately! I decree it.
Won't argue with you about it (I know that can get uncomfortable), but I promise, if I said it, I believe it.
I appreciate it, and I should say that (1) I wasn't fishing for compliments, and (2) I'm not suffering from a crippling attack of low self-esteem at the moment. I actually think I don't look half bad, and I have a boyfriend who calls me beautiful so often that I really think he means it.
I just get pangs from time when I see a sleek, sexy, dangerous, glamgirl, stop-traffic type of look that other women can pull off, because -- well, sometimes Betty wants to be Veronica. And Betty + red lipstick does not = Veronica. It's only playacting.
But then, I figure someone somewhere must wish she had round Germanic features and yellow hair, and there's balance in the universe once more.
But then, I figure someone somewhere must wish she had round Germanic features and yellow hair, and there's balance in the universe once more.
::raises hands::
All lush and blonde and pink and 110% girl? Hell yeah.
All lush and blonde and pink and 110% girl? Hell yeah.
It's true. I had to put a drool bib on Ple after she saw JZ's matron of honor.
