And then the murders began.
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
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.
Missing that Like button again.
Big storm front arriving smack in the middle of the 5 o'clock hour means I am not swimming. Thanks, fake Monday.
Here too. Lightning strikes just caused two fires around me. Waiting for the plague of locusts.
Timelies all!
Today Mr. S started nursery school in a new place. So far, so good.
Did I tell y'all about my sister getting hit by what appeared to be a random drop of blood falling from the sky when she was walking the dog a couple of days before the eclipse? It turned out not to be blood, the theory is berry juice of some kind, but still very weird.
Ack! Why is Gmail targeting me for FarmersOnly.com ads?!?
And then the storm slowed down. I coulda swum, most likely.
(((Liese)))) It is. We are here for you.
Worried about all my south Florida family and friends. Go away, Irma!
And our managing director just sent us all an email saying the hiring freeze we have been in that I didn't actually know about will continue, people will be offered early retirement packages, and we're all getting our 401k matching funds cut next year. So that's fun.