Mum has a giant cat named Bartok who gives star-inducing head-butts as a sign of affection.
Dishes are done, trash and recycling is out, laundry's away, fifty billion things still on the To Do and one more evening to do them. I hate coming home to a dirty house. Day and half till I split for New Hampshire and the sugar houses! Weee!
Now I wish that there was snow so I could boil maple syrup and drizzle it onto a pan of the white stuff.
is that the same house, sara? I love the paint and the green room. And I am oddly charmed by the bathroom. I want to come to Baltimore and live there.
I thought I had some ugly baby pictures, but Shemar Moore (at 9:30 in or so) takes the cake! Dayum. He is, by the way, terribly charming. And I still love those eyebrows.
In other non-news, Hardison has a twitter account. I wonder which writers they get to do those. Low end of the totem pole?
ita, I'm crossing my fingers that you'll find something perfect post haste.
oh MAN. I am beat.
I have TJ's
They have cans of New Mexico Hatch Valley diced chilies. Not fresh, certainly. But I thought of you when I picked some up.
Well, lisah, I'd love it. But can you also get a set of nurses for Grace and jobs for me and K!
ita, that was hilarious! He's really right--it's not where you start, it's where you finish! I think he's one of the prettiest men ever, by the way, even if he was a goofy looking baby.
Thanks, kat. I'm so willing to settle at this point, but even that's not currently an option.