It's H's birthday today. He is notoriously avoidant, hates any fuss made. I usually get him a mushy card and a funny one, and a cupcake or fancy donut or pastry I can stick a candle in. I let it slip up on me and don't have a card.
My stationery-wrapping-craft closet is still in half-packed, half-ransacked chaos, because H has been playing with drainage and guttering and then laid up with horrendously painful gout--in his *hand*--and he hasn't gotten the storage pieces done and installed so I can get my supplies sorted out. I know I have cards that I bought that would do admirably--bought ahead for this very occasion. But I can't *find* them, and I'm feeling a little resentful toward him for that. But it's his *birth*day, and he *deserves* a card, even if he insists he doesn't want one. And I should get in the car while he's distracted by football and go buy the man a card and a cupcake. But I feel like crap, and I don't *want* to and it's *his* fault I can't find the cards I already *have*, and
Somebody kick my butt, tell me to suck it up, pull up my socks and go to the damned store. Please?
Go to the store, Bev! You can do it!
For people not on FB, here is my stripey-stockinged, double-petticoated, flamey-corsetted devil costume from the Halloween party last night: [link]
The sooner you get to the store, the sooner you'll be back and don't have to go anywhere again for the rest of the day.
Oh Teppy! I want to hug you so bad! But I'll just stand over here and beam at you, instead. You look fabulously sexy and funny and clever and GORgeous!
And Anne's arguments have much merit.
stripey-stockinged, double-petticoated, flamey-corsetted devil costume from the Halloween party last night
Thank you for sharing it! I LOVE it. LOVE it.
Teppy, you look fabulous in that costume!
I have achieved a shower. Now I just have to find the energy for Trader Joe's and to boil pasta to go with the sauce I'm currently defrosting and my to do list for the day will be complete.
Buy a cupcake and something for yourself, Bev.
I tried to get Tim to go as an angel -- or even a fallen angel, with black wings (which I already have) -- but he wouldn't cooperate.
Amusingly, at the party, out of 60-70 people there were 4 devils (including me) one fallen angel, one non-fallen angel, a monk, a nun, and a priest. Someone said we were the setup for the mother of all jokes.
There was also a Harley Quinn with a wee stuffed Joker tucked into one of her garters. AWESOME.
You look fab, Teppy. Great costume!
I went into my room to gather the laundry, and there was Frankie already curled up on my bed. So I napped. Unfortunately, the laundry fairies did not come and wash my clothes while I slept, darn them.
All right! Here I go. I think I can get away with one megaload.
