I should be in bed. I tried to go to bed, but then I noticed a handful of tiny spiders on my ceiling. I think they came from the Xmas tree. So I decided to kill the spiders. (Normally I would let them go, but one came within a few inches of landing on my head the other day and I am still suitably squicked.)
Then I remembered I am starting a yoga class tomorrow. So I thought I should set out my chequebook, yoga mat and clothes now, or else I will forget them in the AM. Took my yoga mat off the shelf and noticed a brownish stain on it...a stain that smells strongly of cat pee. So I went for the second mat, but the 1st mat was sitting on top of the 2nd, so it's getting sprayed with pet odor spray, just in case. I knew I could still smell cat pee out in that foyer!
chequebook
omg you did that just to bait all of us vs. ita, didn't you!?!?!?! TROUBLEMAKER CANADIAN!
Brian Williams is hysterical. How did I not know this?
Have you just never listened to me swoon over him? He's my pretend tv newsman boyfriend. He's smart and he's funny and he's pretty and he flirts with Jon Stewart. He's perfect.
I don't know why I'm trying to buy an HDTV. Clearly I'm not meant to have nice things.
ETA: I know, my diamond shoes are too tight.
omg you did that just to bait all of us vs. ita, didn't you!?!?!?! TROUBLEMAKER CANADIAN!
No way man. I am flexible on most things US vs Brit. But Cheque is the one true spelling. A check is a mark you put by a completed item on your to do list.
ETA: I am also inflexible on the pronunciation of niche and foyer. (Neesh and foy-ay.)
oh msbelle, I'm sorry your raspberry zingers are gone, but it sounds like the everything ended on a sweet note.
DH slept at home last night--two nights in a row! But he's back at the hospital tonight. We drove him over with the kids in pjs, and now they are asleep in my bed. My poor MiL--there's still fluid in her lungs which means the infection is still there. I am unhappy about this.
I completed one last onerous task for the day, I cuddled my child in bed until he was asleep and told him he could never do anything that would make me love him less, that I would never not love him, now would he please stop trying.
msbelle wins at being a mom.
well, huh. you people are completely batshit crazy. I am not sure I can hang out here anymore.
My mom, who's got her own brand of batshit crazy, used to say, "water seeks its own level". Grins beatifically.
Aww, msbelle.
Well, I was fail at my very last nemesis task. I folded about a third of stuff, but then remembered that the SO had set out the telescope for me, so I went out and saw one of the nebulae in Orion! It was so cool! And also cold!
The SO is still sleeping in the sickroom, so I'll leave the laundry on the bed and do it tomorrow. I am still calling the day a big win, though, because I got a lot a lot of stuff done. And I did put away the food.
Now for hot cocoa, stoking the fire, and flannel sheets with a fairly new to me Pratchett book.
Well, I was fail at my very last nemesis task. I folded about a third of stuff, but then remembered that the SO had set out the telescope for me, so I went out and saw one of the nebulae in Orion! It was so cool!
Looking at the nebulae in Orion is
never
a fail.
Besides, you took care of all the cord wood despite the protestations of the phoebes.
