Happy Birthday, Frank.
I'm glad you are well, Shir.
Poor Noah.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Happy Birthday, Frank.
I'm glad you are well, Shir.
Poor Noah.
I suppose I should feel lucky that Matilda's regularly scheduled well-child visit last week was only a hair under two hours...yet, somehow, I don't.
HA! I know. Plus if there are any immunizations (and YES I vaccinate my kid, in spite of the anti-vaccine info out there) it's an extra 20 minutes while we wait to see if he reacts.
Mammograms don't freak me out, conceptually. But I have never had one. I am turning 36 this year.
Here's how to make a dodecahedral handbag using fabric, iron-on numbers, a couple of washers and a magnet.
My biggest objection to underground living would not be the occasional catastrophic flood so much as the fact that in my experience, the lower your living space is, the more vermin find their way into it. I would not care to test that principle with a home that they could slide or fall into effortlessly.
stressy stressy day at work. not me, but it is around me. keeping my head down. pretending I don't hear things.
A public service message based on my own experience: Get the fucking mammogram.
Oh I will! I'm just dreading it. Although I'm usually pretty good with medical procedures.
Hee! [link]
Link is to a not so happy story about a congressional candidate (who is awesome, btw) but I'm really just linking because of the shirt she has on (awesome plus eleventy).
amych! This is 101 picnic ideas, but I bet some of them would work at a party at home, too: [link] I love these pieces -- actually, I think he has 101 hors d'ouevres somewhere, too.
Got my final check today. After taxes, my bonus will not even stretch for 3 months of rent. Ahahahahaha fuck you, Federal Tax.