Smonster, that is annoying. I hope you can straighten it out tomorrow.

Waiting patiently to find out if omnis ever left his room.

The off brand fabric softener I bought to finish up the wallpaper is not as unscented as it claims to be. Bad Big Y. No cookie.

Our house is officially wallpaper free!

sj - woo hoo!

Thanks, sumi.

I was doing well with not being in pain despite the physical activity, and now it's raining and I'm sore and exhausted. We're back at the apartment now.

I'm alive. I last checked at 9:30. Light still on. I watched the latest Merlin, which ended about 10:15. Checked again, and light was off. Went out and chatted. Next thing I know, it's 1pm. I suggested we get brunch. Had a nice meal, talking a whole bunch. Got back about 5, when she headed back to Santa Maria. I thought about doing some outdoor errands, given how nice it was. Instead opted to open windows and air out the apartment, and fell asleep in my recliner.

There were no thank you blow jobs. She has a bf. So, didn't ask, and she didn't offer. And for the record, yes, giving is just as fun as getting.

The reason for the privacy, is she was sleeping on the couch. Kitchen is on the other side of the living room. Given we met a few days ago, I thought it polite to give her space, so she didn't think I was some creepy guy trying to spy on her or something. Shame she has a bf. Cute!!! And given our conversations, our heads share a lot of same space. Oh well.

I'm glad you're alive and well, omnis. I'm sorry she has a bf.

I've found a trick Ryan has yet to pull. My sister posted this on Facebook:

"Well Brody sure fooled me tonight!! Here I was thinking he ate pretty much all his dinner til I changed his nappy and found a stash of fish, chips and veges!!"

Heh. I never found dinner in Emmett's diaper (except in the usual manner), but once we scooped him out of the tub into a towel into a diaper and pajamas and opened him up in the morning to find two of his bath toys (rubber fish) in there.

However, when ex-GF was growing up in the hospital she often hid things down her casts. She'd dig away the under side of the cast and hideaway candy and pencils and whatnot. Which occasionally lead to an explosion of writing implements and butterscotch when they sawed off her cast.

Oh, forgot to mention unusual encounter at brunch. We were walking in to the restaurant, and this lady was sitting on the bench out front talking on the phone. She says "hold on a second", puts the phone to her chest, stops me to ask "did you break both your legs?". What?? No! And we walked in the door.

I mean. Really? No conversation. No, how ya doing? And the first thing you assume is I broke BOTH legs? There are crazy people in this world.

extreme mind boggle She interrupted her phone call to ask a stranger if you broke your legs!

Expecting a very busy day, so I had to get that off my mind before I get out the door to work. Seriously.

runs out the door shaking head