My friend Julie sent me a hands-free expression halter, which is weird as shit and it actually works. MOOOOO!
Kat, it took me a minute to realize 'expression' pertains to breast milk, even though I got the halter/breast connection. I was thinking emotions, and wondering what the halter did to your breasts that allowed you to express your feelings in a hands-free manner, was wondering why you couldn't use your hands in the first place, never mind why you would choose to express your feelings with your breasts.
Coffee, you say? Why, yes that might be a good idea.
I would've loved a pic of my surgery. You could see my skull! And I'm still pissed off that no one took a picture of me afterwards. Apparently my lips swelled up past Eugene-from-the-Practice size. No one told me!
My brother offered to buy me John Woo's Face/Off. But it's just not the same.
What kind of surgery did you have, billytea?
Noise and the bugs that manage to get past the screen resulting in manic cat races.
OK, so if you are going to complain about something? Don't make up a lie and include it in your complaints. Especially not something verifiable to the people you are complaining to.
So, last night on my way home, some of the local kids were singing "Baby Got Back" on the sidewalk, and I wondered: how do they even know that song? Do they think of it as an "oldie"? Because seriously, it came out well before they were born.
Their parents play it?
"Yeah, my parents are totally lame, but some of their music is OK..."
I'm noticing that a lot of "kids" today cite the 80s among their favourite music. I figure there are three main interpretations: a) 80s music is that good b) The 80s're so long ago they've gone through uncool right back to cool c) Huh. I could've sworn there were three.
Anyway. Early 90s music might be tagging along with that.
Okay. I called a local flower shop, and they'll be delivering blue iris and red tulips to my mother on Saturday.
Oooh, thanks for the tip, shrift. I have to call and order for my mom and MiL today.
(Don't mind my current fashion obsession here...)
I'm guessing that full slips (never worn any kind of slip, full or half, underneath clothes) are somewhat out of vogue and seem grandmotherly (the "Well, my mother shops at..." comment from the Macy's clerk made me feel dreadfully old), but I always think of this when I think of slips, and not much is hotter than that.
Well, I guess I'd need to see Salma Hayek in one to be sure.
A quick read of that link made me wonder how Teflon and Butterfield 8 were connected.
