I'm all sad, ita, that you go shopping without me. I've been replaced!

you know what bras are more mechanical and supermechanical at that? 38DD. In fact, the new bra I just bought is sized S, M, L, Voluptuous. Which makes me want to cry in my soup.

I should go get remeasured in a few days since I think my back is smaller now.

I'm all sad, ita, that you go shopping without me. I've been replaced!

Consider it merely a vacation. Plus, I was to be there for her, to stop her buying everything in the world.

Technically that was accomplished, but she spent a basketload of money before she even got to the shoes.

When I was taking a bath with her the other day she spotted my big toe and her eyes went wide like a hunter spotting a sixteen point buck.

"Ooooh, Daddy toes!!!"

There was this kid in one store that was deliberately making his father laugh. I'm not sure how old he was--pre talking, it seemed. He'd flutter his lips at his father, his father would crack up, lather, rinse repeat.

I exclaimed "How cute! He's making his daddy laugh!" and he looked over at us, evaluated us, and began the same routine. Quite successfully, I must note.

Apparently then telling the dad "He's quite manipulative, for such a little thing" gained me a weird look. I did mean it as a compliment, though.

you know what bras are more mechanical and supermechanical at that? 38DD.

40DDD. IJS. At least you can expect to return to the nice ones.

Until I could no longer bend like that easily, I sucked my big toes. Then I replaced them with my thumb. Apparently, I was quite annoyed to give up the toes.

IKEA had no satisfactory lampshades. AC Moore Crafts was closed, so... and yep, the safeway was open. Shocking! The staff was all the junior clerks and the manager was the lovely woman who I know celebrates Diwali(?), so I'm guessing not easter.

So I got rag rugs, candles, a bat and coffee filters. And ziplocs. SO EXCITING.

Need to start the meat soon.

We went to the grocery store and I have come home and changed into PJs. I am totally wiped out from my first week of work and then going out last night. Surgery has turned me into Boring Mcsleepypants.

All kinds of health-ma and vibes to Grace and Noah.

I don't expect to shop for much more than groceries in the immediate future.

MEAT in about an hour and a half!

Kat, for what it's worth, I said a prayer for Noah and Grace at mass this morning.

I am a bad Catholic: hadn't been to mass since Christmas. But I do love Easter mass, because of the clothes and the music and oh, the darling little kids. We had a baptism and three first communions today, and the priest's entire extended family was there (his sister is the city manager), so he got to tease his huge brothers and messes of nephews.

Ran in the morning, went to mass, discovered that my niece is now taller than me (!!) (but I have way more boobage), and now I'm kicking around the house before going to my sisters for lamb-apalooza. And flourless chocolate cake (which is basically a big chocolate pudding, don't let them convince you otherwise).

flourless chocolate cake (which is basically a big chocolate pudding, don't let them convince you otherwise).

I've had some that have almost had crumb. I demand more gooiness from my chocolate puddings.

Now, what the raw vegans try and sell me as chocolate cake--uh, that's chocolate goo. And even more than I can handle.