People, if you're going to use French, use it right.
Lately I've seen people write "Voila" as "Wallah." People on writing lists. It makes me sad.
I like horses' ovaries, though. Who knows, the multi-ethnic ethnic market around the corner from our house might carry them. They have pigs' uteri, after all...
My loyalties are torn: I live in Sherman Oaks but work in Santa Monica.
Oh, OK. That's the one where the mother turns into the wind or something? Possibly I have detachment issues.
No, that is
Runaway Bunny--
possibly stalkery if read to, say, a teenager, but lots of little little kids go through a pushme-pullyou stage where they desperately want to be independent and will threaten to run away (or even do so, for about a block) and then fall apart if nobody comes after them immediately. They want the delicious contradictory pleasures of being all on their own and safely looked after and yearned for. For those kids, it's an unutterably perfect book.
Plus, the illustrations are just gorgeous.
That other book, I read once and got rather squicked by, and I've never touched it again.
I want a spaceship full of fireplaces
Yes, you're perfectly normal.
They want the delicious contradictory pleasures of being all on their own and safely looked after and yearned for. For those kids, it's an unutterably perfect book.
Oh, I'm sure that's true.
I saw Runaway Bunny in the bookstore and mentioned it to a friend of mine who had a nephew ... three or so at the time. She checked it out, liked it, and bought it for him. Someone read it to him and he spent the weekend going from grownup to grownup asking to have it read to him again. So ... it's good for the little ones. Once they hit 16 or so, NSM.
These are the very cute flats I'm wearing today: [link]
My old phone took way better pictures than this one does, I have to say. Annoying.
brenda, those are adorable!!!! Side view?
Those are very cute shoes, brenda.
I've always known there was a war in North Hollywood, but I don't want it to end. I'm trying to become a war profiteer.