Which is emphatically not the same as "tee hee, I'm so BAD at math!"

But it's hard!

{{Aims}} Oh my. There is plenty of reason to be pouty, but I'm thinking cheese popcorn might help. (it would help me)

Negasi is a blessed baby. His parents are both born nurturers. Get this, his dad has already turned a portion of the back yard into a garden because he has to grow food for his child to be sure he has only organic food available. Honestly, he is the reason SIL has a child after 12 years of marriage. She never had a regular cycle and had many issues. He studied extensively what might help with diet, etc. He has always done the cooking (they are vegetarian), but he prepared all kinds of natural brews, massaged her every day and so forth. They really worked for this.

What a blessing to even know people like these exist.

May their lives be peaceful and prosperous.

My friend K was in a bad car accident years ago and she lost her memory. She has regained most of it, but there are still gaps.

I know a woman here who is a total powerhouse but was in a terrible accident years ago and this is apparently what she is at 75%. She was a corporate raider of some flavor. Now she championships for the environment and wildlife corridors. I fear what she was at full power. But, yeah, she's different. And her life and goals are different.

What a lovely thing, Laura. Happy baby news.

Welcome to the world, Negasi! May you and your parents be blessed.

In other news, the petcare manager got a text from a woman I absolutely loathe today saying that she heard I'd been bitten by a dog and that I ordered it put down.

Oh, FFS. I think Typo Boy has the right idea. Facts and a warning. I'm not sure you even owe her an accounting.

I gave myself a rainbow glitter mani for Southern Decadence.

Oh, FFS. I think Typo Boy has the right idea. Facts and a warning. I'm not sure you even owe her an accounting.

Typo's advice is good. I'll keep it in mind.

I sent her a message on facebook recounting the actual facts...because I was peeved. But, it went into her 'other' folder since we most assuredly are not 'friends', so she may not see it.

I love that I live in a village, but what that means is that word does travel. I have wracked my brain though and simply can't imagine who would have told her that.

bonny, you just reminded me to check my "other" FB folder. I had a message. From a guy in Arizona hitting on me. Ummmmm, ok. Why can't it be a local? And wtf. I thought my profile was pretty locked down. Will have to check security again.

My profile is wide open and there were a few truly 'other' messages in there, including one of a guy hitting on me.

Any such gesture immediately sends up flags for me, so I didn't even see where he was from.

I'd never seen my other folder until today.

Wow. I just danced the hell out of tonight. Still wish I was in New Orleans having fun with friends, but ah well. Danced a lot. With some awesome folks. Including one new dude who I ended up polka-ing with. Even though I don't know how to polka. It worked out after a couple minutes. Now my legs are so tired I can barely move them, as I lie here in bed. Wow.

Also had a few drinks. Mmm, drinks but WHY WHY WHY is the one person who is a fucking amazing dancer, and who I have chemistry on the dance floor with like whoa, a complete ass? I mean damn. I danced a few dances with her and its so hot, but I know she's a jackass. Boo.

bonny, thanks for the reminder about the other folder. I checked mine and found an Amazon gift card from January from my bff. Funny thing is, she had asked a while back if I had gotten it, and since I was expecting to get it through email rather than Fb, I didn't think to look there.