Tomorrow:
Leaving the house at 4:45am to drive 50 minutes to walk 14 miles...beginning before light!
Lying around like a big wet slug the rest of the day.
Sunday, movie with faux son.
Trying to figure out why the code for my new web pages isn't working...in between.
I have a lot more sex drive at 44 than I had at 20-something. And except for being heavier I'm not much different. Well, I'm more of a bitch, if I can define "bitch" as "not putting up with any shit anymore".
This is me.
that's the best review i've seen yet, paperdol. awesome!
that beheaded snake story has given me the wiggins. as if snakes weren't bad enough. now we have freakin' zombie!snakes to worry about.
is it 4 yet? man, i wanna go home!
5 (My favorite book of the series).
5 was my son's least favorite. He has read the last one twice already.
Oh, that's a fabulous review, paperdol!
Wait til you get, em, Jilli.
I'm going to be horribly jealous. And then write to GCS to ask what to do about it.
Ah, I see the tag and everything makes more sense.
So will your mother help them clean instead, msbelle?
This weekend I have a sleepover, running my family down to Carson, teaching, another birthday party, running my family back from Carson, teaching, going down to Carson myself to watch tennis.
I don't want to do any of it.
Wait til you get, em, Jilli.
flails some more
Did I mention how cool AND unnerving it is to get an email with the phrase "I'll work up some story proposals and get back to you" from a producer-type? It is. Very much so.
I'm going to be horribly jealous. And then write to GCS to ask what to do about it.
Bah. You'll be too busy with your fabulous conquering of the media world to be jealous. Besides, my advice would probably be "We should talk about this in person. Come visit me!"