Did not explode into flames during the photo shoot! Did not end up with heat stroke! Victory!
Of course, now I'm at home in nothing but my bloomers and bra, nomming chips and tomatillo salsa. That helps, too.
Willow ,'Get It Done'
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Did not explode into flames during the photo shoot! Did not end up with heat stroke! Victory!
Of course, now I'm at home in nothing but my bloomers and bra, nomming chips and tomatillo salsa. That helps, too.
Did not explode into flames during the photo shoot! Did not end up with heat stroke! Victory!
Yay!
If I wanted to find lightweight cotton bloomers or bloomer-ishs, where would I start looking? Summer decries that some days even the lightest yoga pants are not really inside pants.
If I wanted to find lightweight cotton bloomers or bloomer-ishs, where would I start looking? Summer decries that some days even the lightest yoga pants are not really inside pants.
Etsy, mostly. Ooh, or Recollections!
Hello natter! I'm on my way home from Colorado, back to interviews and the looming BART strike.
...can't I stay unemployed?
Dad seems to be having a good time, and my nephews are adorable. Also, my brother tried to kill me this morning with a nine mile mountain bike ride...
I imagine a Jilli-explosion would involve bats, glitter and sparkler sparks.
So my neighbor is hanging pictures or something on our shared wall. Which, given the brick&plaster walls, basically sounds like someone is hammering in my house. Loki The Ever Vigilant is greatly concerned and insists on staring at the wall in question, from right opposite the activity. He's remarkably accurate at pinpointing the location. Up and down the stairs. Now up...
Heh. My sister and her very crafty BFF offered yesterday to (let me pay them to) HGTV my condo. Which I am totally on board with. But the conversation alone got me energized enough to do some serious dejunking and a fair bit of rearranging today.
Oof, just got an email from my cousin who lost his dad last week. He's doing ok,just had remembered a summer where we'd laughed until we'd peed ourselves (no, we did. I remember that we were not embarrassed, it just made us laugh harder. There were 5 or 6 of us), reaching out, as we're spread across this continent.
He's hurting (duh) and it sucks, but I'm glad he got in touch. Even though he's a horrible randomramblerrunon. I can parse it. One of the things I loved about his dad, my Uncle Frank, was that his emails were as run-on in topic as mine. So with Joey, I don't get the same formal grammar and complete sentences, but he will put up with my runonthoughts and I'll put up with his runonsentences.
19 wildland fire fighters dead in Arizona. Please, goddess, don't let Hubby see that on the news.
I slept in today! AND I cleaned the bathroom and kitchen and did all the laundry (except for the two shirts I missed) and swiffered and dealt with the litter box and paid bills. Now I should go to bed so I can get up early to get my city sticker which I forgot about because of being in the Jungle all of June (which opens tomorrow!) And I fear I'm rambling because I'm drinking a bit. Yeah.
Oh, damn. Bad timing on my post. Very sad news.