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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.
That's a great card, Allyson.
I heard back from ita who is still feeling miserable.
I'm laughing at the idea at going to anything at 11pm on a school night. My alarm goes off at 5:45 so...nsm. Alas, I have grown old and in need of copious sleep.
HAHAHAHAH. Up between 4:30 and 5:30 depending on kidlet. I'm in bed by 9:00. I like my lots of sleep.
I heard back from ita who is still feeling miserable.
And that's the opposite of fabulous. Sending lots of feel good ~ma.
I really need to start getting into bed by 10, I want to start doing morning stretching and/or yoga and that is the only way it will happen. Even then I bet it happens less than half the time.
Ooof, poor ita. May it get better soon.
Happy early birthday Allyson!
I am so excited about the house sara! It is so adorable, and I wish you easily solved problems.
I am sick. I do not want to be. I just coughed so much I threw-p. The mucinex and the advil seem to be kicking in, but I cannot be sick this week.
No more sick Buffistas!! I hope everyone's feeling better very soon.
Dad took me out to dinner tonight for my birthday. We went to a great place in Northbrook called Prairie Grass Cafe--very yummy! Dad had shortribs and he said afterwards he really wanted the recipe, they were so good. I had shepherds pie that was loaded with really tender beef, chard, and parsnips, covered in au gratin potato crust. Nomnomnom. And, since it was a birthday meal, I couldn't pass up the lemon chiffon pie. Oh, soooo good!
Back to the diet tomorrow! Dad gave me a check for my present, and I told him I'd put it towards an exercise bike (I've been prowling Craigslist to find one). His ears perked up and he offered me his exercise bike that he hasn't used in a while--he bought it a few years ago when he had his knee replaced, but he now works out at the gym and the bike just sits in the basement. So, yay, free bike!! We're going to try and fit it in the back of my Civic on Easter. If that doesn't work, Dad can bring it up in his truck.
Poor sick and hurting friends.
That sounds like a lovely dinner and time with your dad, Kathy.
Great dinner, kathy and a bike -- very cool.
Damn. Nicholas Hughes, Sylvia Plath’s son commits suicide
The son of the poets Ted Hughes and Sylvia Plath has taken his own life, 46 years after his mother gassed herself while he slept.
Nicholas Hughes hanged himself at his home in Alaska after battling against depression for some time, his sister Frieda said yesterday.
He was 47, unmarried with no children of his own and had until recently been a professor of fisheries and ocean sciences at the University of Alaska Fairbanks.
Dr Hughes’s death adds a further tragic chapter to a family history that has been raked over with morbid fascination for two generations.