It was really what convinced me that my potential future child probably won't hate me if I can't do all the things that other mothers do like carry them everywhere.
Awww, sj. Talk to Jen K. about growing up with her dad in a wheelchair.
(Spoiler Alert: they love each other very much.)
JILLI! I saw these pointy black boots with silver bat buckles and squeed "JILLAH MUST OWN!" [link]
Strix, you should come to new Orleans labor day weekend instead. I'll be there!
I think I ran out of spoons. And boxes. Well, I have three left. But need more. Since tomorrow is otherwise spoken for, I buy boxes on Saturday.
I really like Portland today. Given that I dealt with infuriating people, schedules that didn't work like I wanted, traffic and cried in public, I think I am just at that "no spoon" place. Maybe I just realized that I set an appointment for next Friday afternoon at my new place. And, thus, I need to be there. By then. Crap.
I am going to shower, forage for a snack and pack up my nail polish.
(Spoiler Alert: they love each other very much.)
As well they should; they're both amazing.
Just dropped a spoonful of fudge syrup and ice cream into my cleavage. This is why I need a boyfriend, for full use of moments like this.
Strix, you should come to new Orleans labor day weekend instead. I'll be there!
You are a pussy-tease, meara! I would LOVE to. The 1st to the 4th is $157.50. But we have to buy M's return ticket and 1 adult RT ticket to PA and back to KCI...unless I rake in gigs, there's no way, and I am SAD SAD SAD.
Zen, as they say in other parts of the Interwebs: "Pics or it didn't happen."
Those boots are adorable, but I know that style of heel means doom for me.