Happy beach boy!
The curse of new furniture continues: I bought a slipcover for my old loveseat. It's boring (taupe) but the upholstery on the old one was looking dingy, so this is an improvement. And still it won't show cathair at the drop of a cat. And I can wash it when it gets too furry.
I'm going to hate the numbers on this month's credit card (it's not as tough the money comes from a different place if I wrote a check straight up instead of putting it on the card, but writing one check for a big amount rather than many for smaller seems to be psychologically more painful. Weird.)
This week's Taboo is about people who self mutilate for their religion.
There are a few tell-tale signs that you have picked the wrong religion, like the leader gets to marry all the women in the church, that kind of thing. Gotta say self-mutilation would kinda be on that list for me. I know, I know, hair shirt has the ring of saintly authenticity and all but....
Actually now that I think about it, off the top of my head I can come up with a few other examples of ritual self-mutilation being incorporated into religion, so it's not all that unusual.
thanks Jessica
boy is he a cute little boy!
I'm egb0063 - I want to see Dylan at the beach!
my friend that tripped - actually broke her leg in three places. Going over to sit with her 'til her husband get home
Now I kind of want ice cream, but maybe not enough to actually go get it. Oy.
Now I kind of want ice cream, but maybe not enough to actually go get it. Oy.
I live in that zone lately. That and the zone of unsought sushi.
I am hungry but don't want to get up because a cat is laying on me.
Also sad because I cannot see dylan pics on my phone.
Now I kind of want ice cream, but maybe not enough to actually go get it.
I have sort of the opposite problem. Yesterday I had a craving for Baskin Robbins mint chip ice cream, so I went to the grocery store next to a BR instead of the one across the street, and got the ice cream.
I kind of forgot about it though, and didn't eat any, and now the craving is gone.