I always love hearing her say "This is Ophelia Quist-Arcton, Dakaaaarrrrrrr."
I'll have to listen for her. I got to go to Dakar in December '08, and I loved it.
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I always love hearing her say "This is Ophelia Quist-Arcton, Dakaaaarrrrrrr."
I'll have to listen for her. I got to go to Dakar in December '08, and I loved it.
Sue, that is really exciting and cool!
Oh, god, the number of times I want to yell "You're not the boss of me!" in goal-setting meetings at work is very large. I have to sneak up on myself to stay on track to accomplish things I want very badly to do, because I have such a kneejerk response to To Do Lists.
So very me. Don't tell me what to want to do, dammit.
Thanks for sharing that link, I love her!
Sue, that is totally exciting news!
My uncle showed up this morning at the weekly family breakfast gathering with a really big band-aid on the side of his neck..
"Vampire attack?" I asked. There were chuckles.
"Accident with a barbecue fork?" A few more chuckles, but no one got the reference. Oh, well.
(The prosaic actual cause was a biopsy.)
Wow, Sue!!
I went up to Sacramento for a 5k with a coworker (actually, there were four of us doing it but I never saw two of them) this morning, which was good fun and not as blazingly hot as we feared it would be. I am home again and didn't make any plans for the rest of today because I thought I would be tired and it would be super hot but neither of those has come to pass. I may do some of the zillion things on my to do list, or I may sit on the couch and watch the rest of Lucifer. I am okay with either, I think.
I have gotten plenty done today! A load of laundry, saw my father, had lunch and a walk with my mother, got a pedicure, picked up a framed print, grocery shopped, hung the print, and now have a pork shoulder in the oven. Sweet.
Well done!
Allergies and perhaps the incoming weather are making my sinuses uncomfortable. I'm not really suffering, but I feel justified in not doing much in between my bouts of sneezing and blowing my nose.
My dad called me yesterday to ask how to spell a word,
What was the word?!?!?!
How did no on else (including me) ask that until today?
Timelies all!
Gary's dad did some babysitting today so we could get some errands done.