Ah. Other client's work is trivial and he says there's no rush so I'm leaving early anyway. Take that , work gods.
Joyce ,'Never Leave Me'
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I may have to go to Panera for dinner.
Palazzo pants are great, but I'm always worried they make me look even fatter than I am. But narrow-leg pants make me look like a Tootsie Roll Pop, so I'm not sure it matters. There's no good option for pants, really.
I do normally get shrimp and grits on Tuesday, though. I'd have to give that up.
::aghast:: Give up shrimp and grits? Never! Panera can wait a day.
Amy, glad to hear about the editing job! And being able to do it in indoor pants, that's always a plus.
Palazzo pants are terrible on me. I look even stumpier, if that were possible.
Yay, Amy, editrix! If that's not a word, it should be.
Pulling several threads together, I went to visit my SIL and niece in Children's hospital today, where the baby (14 months) is admitted due to something that is maybe not Bell's Palsy but has the same symptoms. She's getting IV antibiotics and they're going to do ear tubes tomorrow. My poor SIL had not had anything to eat since a OB sandwich at lunch yesterday, and I have never seen anyone inhale Panera like that. Even though nobody is that sick, everyone is very tired and the baby is hella cranky.
ETA: no palazzo pants were involved in today's adventure, although I do like a wide-legged pant, myself.
Panera's mozzarella and tomato panini is incredible, and huge enough for two meals (for me). But I do love melty cheese of almost any kind.
Thanks for the yays, everyone! I'm excited.
You know, I never get the mozz and tomato. Maybe I will try it tomorrow!
Poor family of flea! Anything that involves bringing the baby to the hospital has got to be traumatic for all.
Palazzo pants are great, but I'm always worried they make me look even fatter than I am.
I've had that worry, but blue jeans make me look like an old-fashioned champagne glass, a round bowl on a thin stem, with added "my legs are sausages" effect. I'll take comfort, thanks.