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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.
My mind went straight to "navel tiara". I'm not sure how that would work, but it would probably be on display at the wedding Brenda's going to.
That's exactly what I thought of. I couldn't quite imagine it, but I figured I'd see a photo on Tumblr soon.
If I had a flatter belly, I might get a tiara tattooed around my bellybutton.
I saw a crow dining from the big birdfeeder this morning for the first time. If the crows have discovered it, I'm gonna need bigger bags of birdseed.
Aw, goldfinch.
Okay, I'm pretty sure I have everything I'm supposed to have. There was some confusion over missing screws that remain missing when reassembling the TV that the other movers took apart, but hey. Minor issue.
I have tons of boxes to unpack and I need to clean everything that was on the moving truck, but I need to eat lunch and do some more work first.
Dang, meara, that is a lot of interview!
I love repeating myself. Would hate for other people to waste their time reading the first email I send with information before not having that info causes them trouble. I really just send these emails to keep my fingers busy.
Hooray stuff!
OMG. Interview is finally over. Praying I did well because I never want to do this again. UGH. Am exhausted and woozy. Felt like I was talking to everyone FOREVER...but the same 45 minutes that I had to make the presentation somehow was gone in a heartbeat. I don't think my presentation was great, but I"m hoping it was OK enough.
Hooray stuff!
Timelies all!
Visited the last of the official NIH child care centers today. Also visited a (relatively) local Kindercare center, which had an opening. So Monday, when the little guy turns 6 weeks old, he goes to day care. Also, I go back to work tomorrow.(Gary's staying home tomorrow and Friday)
The bride marched down the aisle from the altar and one-punched her into unconsciousness, then resumed the wedding.
You know, that's the kind of wedding where you don't have to wonder if the bride's really committed to the guy. For the right sort of groom--and it certainly seems like this one is that sort--it would be a touching story to tell the grand-kids. "And then Grandma laid Trixie out--with one punch!--and proceeded to marry my ass proper." "Yay, Grandma!" And Grandma in the kitchen muttering "Stupid bitch had her chance, he's my man now."
By the way, have y'all been watching Scrotal Recall on Netflix?