I'm drinking bourbon. What, it's Derby Day. Also my son just peed on the floor. Why a kid who can pronounce and find his testicles can't pee in the potty, I don't know.
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Hah to the story, but sucks about the peeing, flea. Too young to make him clean it up?
Jesse, trip to Greece!?! Also, where are you that you can't drink the water??
I so far today have...watched half of a movie with Marc Blucas and Katie Holmes (First Daughter), been to Home Depot to return things and buy new things, and been to late lunch for a friends birthday. Now to try to encourage myself to get shit done at home so I can justify Ikea tomorrow.
I thought I smelled smoke, so I did my best to clean out my dryer vent. Oy. Now I'm having bourbon and ginger, I'll get back to being productive in a little bit.
Went to the market this morning. Ended up buying a chocolate mint plant and a pineapple sage (it really smells like pineapple.) Hung out with the neighbors. Came home and attacked the back postage stamp. Bag and a half of ivy/weeds/who knows, got it mostly under control. Planted the new plants in the hope they'll take over instead of the madcrazyevil mix I keep fighting with. Got thoroughly soaked and sunburned. Went and swam. Then off for shoes and a dress. Found sneakers, but no dress shoes (and I need at least 2 pairs.) Kinda hate a lot of shoes out there right now. Found a cute little black with white polkadot dress that reminds me of the 30s/40s. Got that. Then I headed to the Towson Mall and headed to Nordstroms for a bra fitting.
It's official: I am fucking SOL when it comes to finding a bra that fits that doesn't put my boobs in the wrong place, make them pointy or cut them off in the wrong place. Seriously, she brought me possibly 30 bras. Something wrong with every single one. Closest was a freaking $80 bra, and if I am going to pay $80 for a bra, it had better be a fucking miracle, not just "almost." I get "almost" for $30. And it wasn't me just being picky, the bra lady concurred. Yay special snowflake me.
It was demoralizing. I'm actually kinda surprised at how frustrated it makes me.
Anyway, I think I'm going to have a drink.
Is there a drawback to having two of those genes? Any reason we shouldn't experiment on giving humans another one?
I don't think we know of any drawback (and mole rats can live up to 28 years - rodents, living nearly three decades, any drawback can't be that serious). There are indeed researchers working on whether this could be turned into some kind of therapy. Presumably not working in Arizona.
I'm planning on going to Ikea tomorrow. Finally going to have two dressers for me and DH, is the idea.
And I have a chocolate mint plant that I love the smell of. Would like pineapple sage, that sounds lovely.
Jesse, trip to Greece!?! Also, where are you that you can't drink the water??
Yep, Greece and Turkey on a tour with my parents in June. Exciting! And I am currently in Boston, where we can't drink the water. [link] Oops.
Thanks, y'all!
And congrats to all the organizing, cleaning, planting, napping buffistas. Sounds like it's been a mostly good Saturday for people.
I don't think we know of any drawback (and mole rats can live up to 28 years - rodents, living nearly three decades, any drawback can't be that serious). There are indeed researchers working on whether this could be turned into some kind of therapy.
If it'll keep me from getting any of the many types of cancer that are in my family tree, I'll be happy to go the gene splicy route. Any mind-control pheromones I manifest will just be something I'll have to deal with. *rubs hands together in mad sciency glee*
mac only wanted perishables for dinner, but I managed to finally make slaw which used up one jar of mayo and quite a bit of the bottle of vinegar. too bad I have full and unopened bottles of both still sitting on the shelf mocking me.
I still think I might get muffins in the oven tonight which would get rid of one more can and the oft-mentioned misc baking goods.
It's official: I am fucking SOL when it comes to finding a bra that fits
I've had good luck with Le Mystère, and the occasional Bali or Freya. And I'm pretty sure I tried on more than 30 bras in order to find those.
Bras: officially worse than shopping for jeans.