Oh, good, Cass. I'm so glad you're feeling better.

Toddson! So good to see you!

Ok. Must shower and get to school. You guys have a good day!

oh, vw, Toto reminded me of something that happened several years ago. My mother and sister were still living in my general area and we decided to get together for dinner at my sister's place for some holiday or other. I fixed cornish game hens at home, wrapped them in foil and layers of newspaper (for insulation and to catch any drips) and we drove up. As we were waiting for the elevator, there was a woman coming in from walking her dog. We were all standing around (it was very slow coming) and all of the sudden the dog got a whiff of the smell of the cooked birds. He sniffed. Then sniffed again. Then moved his nose around shiffing, until he figured out that the big bag had the yummy-smelling food in it. Then he sat there, sniffing and YEARNING towards the bag until the elevator came. He kept trying to get closer to the bag and sniffing wistfully. Very cute.

So very late to work this morning. Y'know how on tv couples will wake up and mess around? How come they never have to worry about being late? Also, why can't you call in sexed up?

I'm so very sorry Stephanie. How are you feeling?

Physically, I feel mostly fine. A bit of spotting is all that's left. I'm a bit sad, but not in a major way. I just didn't have enough time to really get attached to the idea to make it a major loss. Mostly, I'm looking forward to trying again.

eta: wow, my typing is so bad on this computer.

Well, it's one of the nicer reasons to be late to work. But I don't know how to explain that to the boss people.

I just took out my trash and it is a gorgeous day here. I stopped on my way back and just closed my eyes and stared at the sun (which, unfortunately, was not Jensen Ackles) for a minute. Some older guy pauses driving by and we chattered for a few minutes. Randomly chatty, gotta love this place.

Stephanie, I am sorry. But glad that you are doing well with it and looking forward to giving a sib to Ellie.

Keep well, Stephanie. The trying is fun, IMVHO.

IMememeNews: There were thunderstorms here this morning!! Funny how something that terrifies Ollie and Em made me grin from ear to ear when I woke up to that low, rumbling sound and the flash of lightning. And of course, it wouldn't be complete without a Very Aimee Happening.

I'd left my box of Trixie Belden's outside on the back porch. As well as mine and Joe's cigarettes. So I jumped out of bed, ran downstairs, ran outside and saved them all before the rain started falling. Funny thing is, I cared more about the books.

It wasn't until I got back upstairs and into bed that I was WEARING MY UNDERWEAR!! AND THAT'S IT!

Ooops. Hopefully the neighbors weren't up.

Trixie Belden! Squee!

It wasn't until I got back upstairs and into bed that I was WEARING MY UNDERWEAR!! AND THAT'S IT!

BWHAAAHA! Nice.

I loved Trixie Belden.

And Mrs. Pollifax. I recently acquired some Mrs. P for reasons of nostalgia and was a bit sad to discover that my love for those stories is now former.

So I'm going to let the Trixie love stand without challenge.