You said last Thursday, do you mean the 8th or the 1st. If the 8th, then I would wait at least a week. If the 1st, pull the trigger, baby!

the 8th- so not till tomorrow or Friday?

My sister just got her car towed again. How many times does this has to happen (and it does not infrequently) before you start paying your parking tickets, or, even better, stop parking illegally?

It took me telling Joe (who did this all. the. freaking. time. and for which I very well almost killed him) that he was draining our family, and there by harming with all of the fees and tickets and bootings that we couldn't afford to pay. And that when he was parking the car, he had better double check those signs and think if parking there is worth not feeding his child.

He learned to fucking walk a couple more blocks.

(It still pisses me off when I think about how much money got basically pissed away to the city of Glendale.)

Oh ya, Christmas Presents will be wrapped REAL tight this year!

Mine is an evil laugh.

Sad that mean IT people block flickr, thus depriving me of Ryan-levels of adorableness this morning. Woe!

Oy, Aims, definitely keep her (and her mess) at arms-length as much as you can. Good luck.

Continued job-ma for Tom. And agree that Vortex's edit does improve the tone.

I was unable to not do anything for the field mouse last night - all the local rescues have limited hours and were closed when I checked - but I left some water and a handful of nuts near enough to it that I thought it could reach them last night when I left. But taking my mother's advice today not to go back again - I'm better off not knowing.

ION today is my Friday. I'm in a wedding Saturday and I'm taking tomorrow off to go to Legoland with the "wedding group" (I've never been there before) and Friday off for last minute primping and polishing. Can it be 5:00 now, please? So ready for my long weekend.

Special K (Vanilla Almond flavor):

Oh, I almost forgot, Connie, how's the weather in Utah these days?

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smonster, if you're around, insent.

Argh-- in-laws descending in a matter of hours. Still need to clean the kitchen.

Looking at photos of Ryan make me very happy. It must be an extremely joyous experience to live in his presence, poopy diapers notwithstanding.

my answer would be, 'Ask Crazy Mama, it's not my business.'

I'm sure bonny's response is the most mature one, but in your shoes I would be tempted to say, "Crazy Mama told me I didn't need to tell anyone the truth, but I don't want to lie, so I'm just not going to mention her stalker-ex. Oops."

Oh, I almost forgot, Connie, how's the weather in Utah these days?

OOOH!!

An umbrella like that deserves someplace like Seattle, but we do get several rainy days per year in Utah, so it's not like it would to waste.

(Though it's considered wussy to bother with an umbrella for anything less than a Noah-esque multi-day event, and even then there ought to be the threat of hail. Otherwise desert folk go outside, stretch out their arms, and smile beatifically. The proper ones do, anyway. My neighbors stare at me when I do it.)

When I saw

We don't yet have his 1-year old photo. This is what we have holding its place:

I expected an echidna