When Em was born Joe made up a song that went,
Emeline, Emeline, Emeline Jayyyyyne! Who's the [prettiest, smartest, funniest, smelliest] girl in all the world? Emeline Jayne, Emeline Jayne.
Last night, Emeline made up her version:
Emeline, Emeline, Emeline and Mom! Who are the prettiest girls in all the world? Emeline and Mom, Emeline and Mom!
I asked, "What about Daddy?" She thought a minute and then sang,
Emeline's Dad, Emeline's Dad! Who's the boringest..."
"HEY!"
"...dad in all the world? Emeline's dad, Emeline's dad!"
OK ... the BS detector is obviously operational. Nature or nurture, I'd recognize that attitude anywhere!
She's high-larious when she wants to be. Totally lives up to her middle name with the mischief making, too.
Heh! Firefly-related Em talk in two, TWO threads at once!
BWAH!!! That is the BEST completely coincidental cross-posting EVER!
Today has not been my day. I've been in the office late every night this week and it's beginning to wear me down.
This morning I was getting dressed and, when I went to put my pants on, I stuck one leg in and then couldn't get the other in - couldn't find the pants leg. I finally realized that this is the only pair of pants I have that zip up the side. oops
Then, on the way in, I realized I wasn't wearing my "outdoor" glasses - the distance prescription, anti-glare coating, transitions lenses ... oops again
I think I may go home early.
why oh why can't there be a way on facebook to prevent someone from seeing your posts in their lineup without pissing them off by unfriending them? Like, i can block someone from my lineup, why can't i subtly take myself out of their lineup? *sigh* Or i could just grow a pair an unfriend the annoyance, but that seems rude.
Seska, is England like Ireland in that only plants drink cold tea? If so, I'm impressed.
Pretty much. I have been ruined by my year living in the US. Ruined. (And this batch of iced tea is very good.)
Owen: How do you talk to people on the internet?????
He's not wrong!
ION, the 4:00 update w/r/t my skin and its attached-ness (or not) to the rest of my musculature, et al., is as follows:
STILL ATTACHED.
More news as it happens.
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Throat still sore, but I'm less worried that it's a sign of impending skin-falling-off-ness. Now it's just annoying in the way that sore throats are.
Off to wash dishes. Woo.