She would probably not have to wear a hat that's a cow. So that's good.

::boggles:: I take it she didn't find the job through the local Adeco office?

Local on the 8s.

I'm addicted to Local on the 8s and the Weather Channel in general. My love waxes and wanes, and I wish they covered, you know, all of North America, and the world, but hey; it's fun watching the weather if only to see when what just hit us, hits what, where afterward.

I'm really curious about how she heard about the opportunity. I'd always assumed that that would not be an easy field to break into.

but because the damn captive bead things are a pain to get in (but wonderful once they're set)

meara, there's a new guy at work and they were HIS pics, not mine! He was sort of Wait, those are mine! Oh no! Oh well, I'm not embarrassed. My GF sent them to me through email. How'd they get on the computer? What if asshate saw them? Can you delete them?

I was quite amused.

Thanks for the support and hugs, everyone. I really appreciate it.

Today was much better. Mom took a much needed mental health day and we went for tea and antique shopping to get a gift for a party we're going to on Sunday. Then we had dinner with TCG's stepmother.

I have a feeling TCG's day didn't go quite as well. He just now called me to tell me he is heading home from his meeting. He probably won't even get home until midnight, and I don't think he has eaten dinner yet.

FayJay, there is NO WAY you stepped in a rat.

Here is the incontrovertible logic:

If you had stepped in a rat, I'd have sensed it from here.

And I'd have screamed so loud you'd have heard it from there.

There's just no way.

And Salon Letters? I'm done. I swear.

Ok, there was stuff I was gonna say, but d's chuckleheaded new cow-orker drove it all out of my brain.

Yeah. I'ma blame him.

Hubby traumatized a little girl this morning at the doctor's office. He's a big blond guy, and he had his dragon-headed cane with him. He walked out into the waiting room, and a little girl looked at him, screamed, and ran for daddy. Hubby froze and said, "What did I do?"

Apparently the little girl has a problem with Lucius Malfoy, because she was terrified of the cane. I shouldn't have laughed.

Also, we're starting to see some side benefits of the disability ruling--Hubby was able to get a reduced rate bus pass. It's got his picture on it, so I can't borrow it.

I should just say for the record, not all the lawyers that advertise on TV are ambulance chasing shysters. We got our lawyer firm from an ad on TV, and they did quite nicely for us.

I FOUND MY HAIRDRESSER!!!!!!!!

In poking around the interbunny I found an email for another cutter at my place. And I emailed him. And, bless his heart, he told me.

My fine, wavy, thinning on the top hair will look pwetty once again