Stephanie, good thing you aren't in apartments with balconies! Is this part of potty training or his own initiative?
Apparently my sunscreen died. I have a sunburn.
Things I forgot: insulin needles. Things I really should not have forgotten: insulin needles.
I've got fruit and spinach to wash and litterboxes to scoop. I've cranked both acs. I don't want to leave the couch.
It's his own initiative but I have encouraged it because he loves it and it help him be excited about going on his own.
That's a whatever it works is awesome strategy, Stephanie! Go Frisco!
I think I just gave up on being able to put the TV stand together myself, unless I find a way to grow an extra set of arms and hands in the next couple of days.
I'm trying to decide if I should bother taping the Daily Show and Colbert while I'm gone. I tried to figure out if the DVR will fill up or not, but not that hard.... Ridiculous.
I just spent 15 minutes getting aggravated that my bra was poking me so badly and pissed that a pricy Nordie's bra is apparently already dying.
And then I remembered I stuck my credit card in there when I took the dog out. D'oh.
Brenda, I'm not laughing AT you; I'm laughing WITH Scrappy.
I'm kind of laughing at you. Only because it's the kind of thing I'd do myself.
Hey, someone else who uses her bra as a pocket!