My cable company just turned on the MLB network!
That means it's summer!!!!!!
...right? RIGHT???
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.
My cable company just turned on the MLB network!
That means it's summer!!!!!!
...right? RIGHT???
Pub cheese + horseradish would be a fine substitute.
Nom nom nom. Pub cheese!
Now I'm worried about Yellowstone as K's family lives in that area. Yikes. Earthquake swarm!!
I went to the post office, dry cleaner, bbq, william-sonoma, lakeshore. I forgot my secret santa box and my KiL's sister's birthday present to the post office so I actually have to go back.
Also, had Gracie time. Good lord she was adorable today. I put her in cheetah print pants after she blew a terrible poo.
Today's theme seemed to be "Can We Break Sara's Feet?"
A couple weeks ago, I fell carrying Tyler. I've had some lingering soreness in my feet where they got bent wrong from that. But no big deal. One of those pulled-something injuries.
So today, I managed to : whang my ankle, miss a step which restrained the toe that got bent, step my heel into a hole in the server room floor and then whack the other big toe and foot HARD while stepping into the tub to get something.
Send bubble wrap. And maybe ski boots.
I am so irritable I don't even know. Everything is bugging me, nothing good is on tv, mac is freaking attached to my hip and in constant motion, his damn ds is making casino like noise (and yes, I just asked that it be turned off). I feel like I am a moment away from becoming a Calgon commercial.
Timelies all!
There were more people in the lab today than any other day this week, since my boss showed up. Still quiet.
And in Barb is a clod news: I strained muscles in my back fluffing the feather bed.
At least the bed is now fluffy for me to go lie down on.
Oh Barb, I totally shouldn't have giggled when I read that.
My cable company just turned on the MLB network!
I've already Tivoed about three things off it.
The question is: how many times will I have to watch Kirk Gibson's fuckin' fist pump?
(For non-baseball fans, the low point in A's fandom.)
Let's face it - back injuries just aren't dignified.