The cats are all upset with me because I've torn apart my home office as my Massive ReOrg continues.
If you're doing a re-org, maybe the cats are afraid they're going to be laid off.
ION, the face on the side of the Alaska Air jet tailfins is really creepy.
Also, Plei, Paul and Lillian are awesome hosts!
If you're doing a re-org, maybe the cats are afraid they're going to be laid off.
Hee!
I need to start clearing off counters for cookie cooling. And dinner. That needs to happen first. And I'd just rather nap. Onward! Cookieward!
My cat prefers days when sleeping and other quite activities are the norm. He dislikes home improvement days - he is afraid we will not feed him on time. I need a cookie, but I have none.
I have 4 & 1/2 dozen chocolate espresso cookies with a hint of cinnamon (maybe I should call them mexican chocolate espresso cookies?) and 20 fat gingersnaps.
And I'll probably not eat a one. It smells good in here.
Seriously, I think I like baking cookies solely for the process and the smell.
Burbank is such a wee little airport.
We should all go to sara's for a cookout and cookies! I WANT ESPRESSO COOKIES! It could be an cookie-out.
In other news, I'm within 7 pounds (as of today) of my pre-pregnancy weight. I can wear pants and skirts in one of my weight loss transition sizes (~8) but not tops. How's that for weird?
Tom, it is! and you get to walk on the tarmac. It's crazy!
Kat, all the surgery ~ma in the world to Grace, all the waiting-out-surgery-~ma for you, and all the no surgery please~ma to Noah.
In other news, I'm within 7 pounds (as of today) of my pre-pregnancy weight. I can wear pants and skirts in one of my weight loss transition sizes (~8) but not tops. How's that for weird?
Are you all Boobs McBooberson?