Jen gets it right. Frances likes to type, but as you can see, she can only spell one word consistently. Two words. She also knows her brother's name.
I love watching kids play. Pirates and detectives? They're almost compatible, at least from where I sit watching my son playing trains and princesses.
I credit the Backyardigans (Nick Jr show, for the uninitiated) for a lot of her ideas. Right now she's wearing an adult-sized Auburn baseball cap backwards, rally cap style, and calling it her "mystery hat." She says it's a mystery and we need to look for clues. She claims she's following pawprints across the floor.
It's as cute as can be.
Bags are a big thing here.
I can clearly never leave this coast.
You can come to New York and be bagless with me.
Well, not bag
less,
just bag uncaring.
Dear god. I should never browse fashion shopping like that again.
I decided to put together a work outfit ahead of time for tomorrow, and discovered I have the niftiest Ann Taylor black dress with white embroidery (tags still on) that I can pair with an Ann Taylor white cardigan and my new Aerosoles pumps.
The fuck? I have so much in there that's not been worn, at any of my recent sizes. And stuff that has been worn and I love it to pieces and haven't seen recently.
I blame orthoepy.
Hey Susan!
I just read that Teri Garr has MS and is in a wheelchair. I had no idea.
She was limping when she was on
Friends
as Phoebe's mom. Sucks. She's one of the go-go dancers in
The T.A.M.I. Show.
I got some fanmail today.
hee.
I got some fanmail today.
Cool!
But isn't our validation enough?
Seriously. It's all so surreal.
That is too cool, Allyson.
Can you share with the class?
By the way, Lee, I wouldn't say no to a Monday 10 A.M. "ARE YOU AWAKE YET?" call. I've done these before, and it's probably okay, but it would be good to be awake. Although actually ATH!T will probably wake me up.