Heh. I set up the steps I got that I hope will make it easier for Walter to get up on my bed (he typically sleeps under my bed at night, but he used to like lying on my bed during the day and he hasn't been doing that lately, I think because getting up there is harder for him (also, the steps fold up so we can use them with the car which has also become more of a challenge)) but he cannot be bothered getting up of his bed to try getting on mine. I guess I will, in fact, let the sleeping dog lie.
Next on my agenda: grocery shopping. It should probably be starting some laundry so that's going while I grocery shop, but I don't think I can be that efficient.
Tried to watch one on pegging rose bushes, but I am too much a 12 year old and dude in the video literally said pegging 7 times in the first 30 seconds. I was on the floor. (Don't ask me what it is, I couldn't make it through the video.)
I can imagine, since I just giggled the first time I read it when you said it, and was relieved when you then mentioned you fell prey to the same immaturity.
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Self-publishing on Amazon.
I am ready to flip out on my child. I just CAN NOT today.
USA women beat Japan 5-2 in the World Cup!!!
Wooo!!!
I am now envisioning you all becoming characters on Questionable Content. Please make this happen.
I'm already basically Hanners. (Okay, no, not really. I'm only really like her when it comes to my anxiety. My house would be spotless if I had her OCD approach to cleanliness.)
I do identify with her in a LOT of random moments, though. Like this one: [link] I remember wondering the exact same thing, way back in the day, but I was too embarrassed to ask any of my more experienced friends.
I had no idea, but Abby Wambach is from the suburbs of Rochester. Not the same suburb as Philip Seymour Hoffman. Weird.