Wow msbelle... you are like a paragon of organization. And Mac is making me have allergies.
Yay Dr Hil!!!!!
I have no discovered that my cat meows so loudly I can hear her when I am in the laundry room, which is IN ANOTHER BUILDING. I am hoping that she only sits in the window and meows when she can see me, because that was pretty loud. She is desperate to go outside. I carried her out a couple of days ago, but I am afraid to let her wander unleashed even with supervision, as she is declawed. And I a not sure she would take to the lease at ten years old.
I think "If all else fails, Monocle Smile!" needs to be my new tag line.
Beat me to it, too.
Glad you're home, msbelle... and mac, with the happy now. Verklempt.
Congratulations to Hil, PhD -- and with the job having.
Also thumbs up for happy landing for zuisa.
I craved, and then ate, pancakes from the Double T Diner tonight. So. Good.
I went to the gym, then hauled home my CSA box contents. Once I stop dripping with sweat, I need to decide what to have for dinner. I'd rather Old Spice made my decision for me.
Bet he would if you asked.
fabric for living room curtains: [link]
At this point, I'd let Old Spice guy make all my life decisions for me. He couldn't do worse, and it'd be more fun.
Tamarind balls eat your mouth up? You clearly did not grow up on Cap'n Crunch.
I had a deprived childhood. We did not have cereal until I was pretty much a teenager. Third World, you know. And even then, my mother would make it.
Sour Skittles are the mouth tear-iest things I've eaten. Spent about 2 days cursing the hospital vending machine a few years ago when I was staying overnight with dad. First do no harm, my ass!
