That is exciting news Zenkitty! It looks lovely. When do you take possession?

Poor Hil. Perhaps you can wear a button that says, "You should see the other guy." Or you can claim you fell while trying to rescue a kitty from a tree. Anyway, some hints on taking care of it [link]

hee, xpost blame it on the cat

The closing is June 18.

I need a better "How'd you get that shiner?" story by Monday.

go barfight, choose barfight!

Ouch, Hil! It is nice to know that I'm not the only one who is constantly being attacked by kitchenware. The Tupperware has it in for me. Ice, ice, ice. If you don't want to explain it, I've found that putting on several coats of foundation and then using more eyeshadow than usual seems to reduce the number of people who notice.

Heh. "More eyeshadow than usual" for me would be any eyeshadow at all. And I don't think I own foundation.

I think I'm just going to go with "You should see the other guy." No need to mention that "the other guy" is picnic ware.

I've found that people are normally pretty unobservant, anyway.

Did you at least beat the picnic ware into submission?

Laura's all about the pigtails. Poor Brendon. His baby!

Back from a long day. We won our game but almost coughed it up. We were winning 15-2 in the 5th inning (out of 6) and gave up 9 runs. Ayiee! But we came back and scored six more in our half, and shut them down in the sixth inning to win 21-11. Needless to say, it wasn't the best played game of all time. Mostly we scored so much because (a) their pitchers walked us and (b) we stole bases incessantly.

Emmett played pretty well, but during warmups a ball took a bad hop off a pebble and the ball came up hard to hit him in the ear. Painful! And then he was a little ball shy. But he still went 4 for 5 and pitched two innings giving up two, and threw somebody out as the catcher.

Then we went to JZ's mom's bookstore's (oof - three possessives in a row) Grand Opening (change of ownership) and saw JZ's brother (down from Portland) and Deb and Nic. Long drive out and long drive back, but we're all home and relatively content.

Tomorrow Emmett has a practice and then practice game with the tournament team so we're back in the East Bay. Apparently, I am up for a grand round of practical jokes and ribbing tomorrow. I may be obliged to do pedicures on random strangers and serve mimosas. (This is all because I pitched a snit about the schedule this year which reversed the proportion of weekend to weekday games. There might've been some snarking on my part about Mother's Day as well...)

Dudes! Tonight must be the night for all kitchenware to rise up and overthrow their evil human overlords. I got attacked by a corelle-ware bowl that fell out of the dish drainer while I was rinsing a sink full of dishes. Stupid tempered glass shards.

ION Daniel and are going to start shopping for new dishes.

Perhaps I should wait until tomorrow to wash the dishes. I don't want to risk an uprising.

I think you are right, Zenkitty. Safety first!