I wonder if I can get her to feed me? Nah, probably not.
'War Stories'
Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
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.
Two more emails regarding my academic future and then I can nap (took a day off for errands and future academic errands and such). But the procrastination is strong.
Massive update to the beta site. I mean, if you go there it looks exactly the same as before, but it is a massive update. You can trust me, I'm a software developer.
Timelies all!
Did our usual grocery run. Now I have a cat on my lap.
When I was over visiting the sibs my ex-SIL gave me a wooden box, which was my mother's. It didn't weigh anything and I thought it was empty and didn't open it until today. Inside rolled up were all of their school diplomas, many receipts for tiny payments to a furniture company, military papers from my dad's WW2 service, AND wedding memorabilia. The topper from the cake wrapped in a military napkin, hotel bill, flower bill, license announcement, and more. They were married June 10, 1944, 4 days after D-Day. I got all the feels here today.
There was also a long lock of hair tied in a ribbon that I have no clue who it might be. It would be her hair color, but likely others in the family too.
That's amazing, Laura. So many treasures.
I've got my electronic boarding pass, confirmation of the shuttle, and confirmation of hotel and tour of Hoover Dam. I'm going to Las Vegas tomorrow!
I'm going to Las Vegas tomorrow!
Woo hoo! Treat yo self!
F riding on her pretend car talking on her pretend cellphone: "Yeah, my Mom is (real name), but she kind of doesn't want me to do bad things so I try to do good things."
Oooh, Vegas! I wanna go. I've never been.