Excellent! I'll check it out.
We're going to a Halloween party for the kids at our gym, buying pumpkins and carving them this weekend.
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.
Excellent! I'll check it out.
We're going to a Halloween party for the kids at our gym, buying pumpkins and carving them this weekend.
It's Friday? It doesn't feel like Friday.
Oh, that's right. It's because I have to go into work tomorrow. At 6:00am.
BAD WORK, NO BISCUIT!
Today's theme: Falling Down.
My socks are falling down.
When I got out of bed this morning, my left leg failed to operate and I ended up in a weird heap on the foor, with rug burn. I didn't know it was possible to put your hip to sleep. But it is!
I think I'll just stay low to the ground today.
Ugh, Sarameg. I hope gravity is kinder to you for the rest of the day.
What are people doing this weekend?
I started off by buying a new baby car seat (he's outgrowing his capsule). We have some people coming over tomorrow, and on Sunday we'll be heading to Knox City to shop for summer outfits for the little man and visit the library (it has a Chinese language section). I also have a presentation for class next week, and will probably also assemble his cot (he's outgrowing his bassinette).
What are people doing this weekend?
Sleeping, reading, possibly tackling the growing paper problem I have at home.
I fell asleep while reading last night and woke up at 11:30 PM. Apparently that was enough sleep to keep me up until 4:30 AM. If you're feeling less gronkified than usual, it's because I have all the gronk in the world.
On the plus side, we have a visitor at work today: [link]
Oh, dear God, that's an incredibly adorable visitor!
And yay Callaluna for finding My So-Called Life!
It's my supervisor's dog, and it's got to be the most mellow dog ever. He's totally content to curl up on his dog bed and nap most of the day. My co-worker and I are used to big, hyperactive labs and goldens, and are a bit baffled by this dog that doesn't jump up, charge at you, or fetch or play tug-of-war. But he's a sweetie.
This weekend will be spent celebrating The Young Diva's twelfth birthday! (Tomorrow) and probably sorting through More Stuff to Give Away before the big move.
Tangentially: what is it about house inspection reports that, no matter how mild, make you feel as if the house is going to come crashing down around your ears?