I realized that I still have the Tostitos from last night, so did go with chili. To make later.

Trump has no real shot, so I'm not worried about how crazy he is. (Spoiler: Very.) At this point, I think it's just name recognition.

I went and did errands -- boots to the cobbler, library, Sephora, where I bought foundation (because I think I just pick the wrong shade at the drugstore) and powder (we'll see), and I had to ask to get one tiny sample! I did not think that was how Sephora rolled. Also I went to Pinkberry, where I determined once again how much I prefer Red Mango. Should have walked the extra blocks. Next time!

On the downside, I was listening to Adele the whole time, which I now realize has made me melancholy. Oops.

I did not sleep last night! Yay total insomnia! It's classic self-defeating behavior for me before we have people in. Just me fussing over stuff I can't do anything about.

I also designed a house in my brane, and decided I knew what was wrong with my laser printer after exhaustive mental diagnostics, and worked up a menu plan for the guys to eat this week. So I eventually got up and wrote all that stuff down, since I clearly wasn't going to get any sleep anyway.

But now I'm tired. Quick nap midday, and then I'll have to perform at church tonight. (It's our band leader's last official day. He was getting paid $12,000 a year for 60+ hours of work every week, and just couldn't do it anymore. (After a month of notice, they have just one candidate who hasn't even come in now, and the position is posting for $24,000-$36,000.) Gee, do you think maybe triple the salary might have kept him here?) Anyway.

Hopefully I'll survive. The SO is picking up the guys at Albuquerque on Sunday, so I don't have to do that, and I'll probably have my swag wag back in the shop Monday morning, so we'll see what the week actually looks like.

(eta: man, I must be tired, I messed up my nested parentheticals.)

Yikes, Liese. Here's to surviving....

Congrats, Pix!

Hope you get some rest soon, Liese.

Chili fries seem like a natural, Steph, though soupy glop may not work that way.

Huh, I thought I had something I was going to say that wasn't a response to someone else. Guess not.

I make Cincy style chili at home, but then I do not have access to Skyline. So at home is the only way I'm going to get it.

I adore all of the photos!! More please!!!!

I put some on Flickr. They're all found on Facebook, too, I think.

Three: [link]

Nine: [link]

Fourteen: [link]

Eighteen: [link]

Twenty: [link]

I like the idea that Obama wants Trump to keep out there distracting the Reoublicans from finding a more viabke candidate as long as possible.

The tree sex is killing me.

I haven't even done any lawn work, but my husband mowed the lawn. But I was going nuts even before he did.

Ooooh, I love all the pictures!

Here's me at about six months [link]

And at about 6 [link]

7 or 8, I think - no date on the back of this one when I scanned it [link] It's amazing how much Dylan and I look alike when you see me as a kid.

Here we are yesterday! [link]

Jess, good god, those eyes. And that hair! Dylan really does look like you.