I'm just laughing. DH and I have had many discussions about my lack of desire for power tools in the garden. Now my first reason for not wanting to use them is that they stir up the pollen. I can't mow the lawn because of the flying grass pollens. But I also hate the noise. and the garden has slowly become sort of a zen exercise zone for me. I don't ove to exercise and while I don't hate gardening , I don't love it either. However, combining the two activities in my brain makes it much easier to actually garden. I was curious so I threw the words exercise and gardening into google. Seems I'm very trendy - National gardening exercise day
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
SQUEEEEEEEEEE - just found out that Old Navy is opening on Thursday. Two blocks from my house. Evenutally we are also getting a TJ Maxx and a Borders, plus who knows what botique shops.
Old Navy!! Yay!!!
The tree sex out in SF is rampant and painfully promiscuous.Dirty tree fuckers!
I'd have to go through the terrible hardship of walking to the newstand in my building, and of course, I'm happy to do so.Ima be Canadian, Ima be Canadian. Because I 'ship me and JSw.
Puppycat just crawled down under the covers. She kept bumping my arm so I finally let her in. She is curled against my calves. Noone startle her, she has talons. But she's cute right now. And tickling me with her whiskers.
Also? Juliana is just breathtaking.
Tomorrow I get the Nephlet for a week. Nephlet!
Fred Pete, I hope Teddy gets well, soon. Poor kitty.
The matzoh balls look awesome - huge and fluffy and floaty. I will report on the taste, probably tomorrow.
-t, did you make the recipe Ginger linked, with the beaten egg whites?
Also? Juliana is just breathtaking.Yes. I didn't get to comment when I saw the picture yesterday, but my oh my -- breathtaking.
Tomorrow I get the Nephlet for a week. Nephlet!Fun. What are you going to do?
It was a slow night here, huh?
Nice Jilli article! In CANADA! That's two of my Very Favourite Things right there!
Juliana - teh gorgeous. Which we knew, but - gah.
P-C, I'm entirely bemused by your Mum. I think if she ever met MY mum, there'd be some kind of enormous explosion - she's like the AntiMyMum.
Meanwhile, I'd like to point your collective attention to the following assertion on one of the websites I'm perusing for accommodation in Delhi:
Graffiti in the rooms add to their grandeur and enhance the aura of each room.
This is the sound of my mind boggling.
Pointedly ignores the whole Disturbing Talk About Prince Charles Sex Dreams.
Fay, a friend of mine sent me the JetLag travel guide to Phaic Tan, and I keep thinking you need to read it. I haven't been in SE Asia for years, and it's still spot-on funny.
{{{Teddy}}} That's not bad for a 13yo cat, but I imagine it's not comfy.
We have to get a second car for living in the States. Fortunately, the one we have is paid off. Unfortunately, I don't think there's any way to justify buying a Miata, what with the baby. Is there?
Fun. What are you going to do?Freak out?
No, there is an adult answer somewhere in me.
Ima nap and try again.
I have the whole power over his medical care and everything. Which isn't new at all, because I have had that since birth. But still, human, in my thrall. For a week. *AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA*
It's going to be good.
Gronk. Double gronk, even. We had a massive thunderstorm here last night. With lightning. One strike was so hard and so close the condo shook like a rat in a terrier's mouth. If I hadn't have known better it felt almost like an earthquake. I think I got about four hours sleep. Did I mention the gronk?
Sail, you didn't need to mention the gronk because I'm up to my ears in gronk. The seder last night went to midnight -- note to self: don't ever go to a seder again where everyone in the room either went to law school or policy school. Those are the kind of people debate everything, at length, over and over again, in the hope of solving all the world's problems while drunk on the ritual wine. And then they sing.
::passes the gronk over to Sparky::
::keeps the coffee for herself::