msbelle - which link?
ETA: I can't find a recent link on your page.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
msbelle - which link?
ETA: I can't find a recent link on your page.
And, we're safe. Storm split in two and went north and south of us. We're getting a mild amount of thunder and some slight rain.
And yet? Oddly disappointed. Not that I wanted the severe weather storms can bring, but I do like a nice, big thunderstorm.
Glad to hear you're safe, Aims.
a link to a friends photo album of a dog. I think she must have it locked.
I've found most produce at Trader Joe's to be fairly gross.
I bought some teeny artichokes there on Friday. I'm hopeful.
I do like a nice, big thunderstorm.
I was sleeping as the storm came through here, so I don't think it was very boomy. Lots of rain though. And there was a weird wind thing on the back end of the storm, but that may just be on this side of the lake.
You all have been very productive.
gold Stars!
I walked 5 mile and bought plants. I guess I will go plant . Because cleaning as an other option and I don't want to do that
I got inspired by you all, and did almost all of the laundry in the apartment, and everything that is not hanging up to dry has been put away. I even went through the odd sock basket and matched up what I could.
What do other people do with their odd socks? As I just mentioned, I have an odd sock basket that I throw all the single socks in, and then once in a very great while I go through and match up what I can.
Sometimes I just get even lazier though, and throw them back in the hamper, on the theory that they will either disappear or be reunited with their other half at some point.
One downside - now that the filth is semi-conquered, the clutter is more obvious and dismal. How does that even work?
Wait, you're hiding somewhere in my house RIGHT NOW?
ION, I just got done swiffering. 1 long-haired cat + one short-haired cat + one long-haired Goth = we could weave a whole new fuzzy creature.
Matilda sighed, in the most sweetly wistful voice imaginable, "Good-bye, little girl." And then, reproachfully, "Bad bunny."
Dreaming about Clovis, I see.
BRB, MUST REANIMATE FROM BEING DED FROM CUTE.