In surfing random blogs these past few weeks, I’ve noticed that a lot of people use “walla” when they mean “voila.” This bugs me. It bugs me almost as much as the rampant abuse of contractions one sees out there. People misuse apostrophes constantly, I can’t stand it! ——–
Bucket just gave me a homemade chocolate-cherry taffy that he made himself and it was so good! Like a Tootsie Roll, only deliciouser! ——–
Did I ever tell you about the day I dropped out of MIU? It’s not MIU now, of course. It’s MUM, short for Maharishi University of Management (which is completely absurd as roos can barely ‘manage’ to drive from Annapurna dining hall to the Golden Domes of Pure Knowledge without killing dogs and children in […]
I still feel fine. No mood swings, no insanity. No bleeding. Some mild, mild cramping on and off, but I’ve been having that since I ovulated. Last time I was pregnant, I started spotting at five weeks/one day. Basically, if I’m still pregnant in eight days I will have passed the mark of the last […]
I’ve had PMS for two weeks now: cranky, hungry, moody, sore boobs, cramping, the works. I IM’d with Reni last night and she’s was a day or two late, too, and we commiserated about how bloated it feels. Neither of us thought we were late for any particular reason. I told her I’d decided to […]
Krista’s baby shower was on Sunday. I went up with Barb and ate ice cream cake and presented my knitted baby things and took pictures. Barb and I stopped at Walmart on the way back, and wasted quite a bit of time looking at stuff. Then we printed out a set of the pics in […]
Brett’s been playing Rockstar Games: Grand Theft Auto San Andreas all weekend. I brought it home around eleven thirty Friday night. He stayed up ’til four AM playing it. Then he played it all day Saturday, and all day Sunday. He’s a Grand Theft Auto geek!
This afternoon I was digesting my lunch and updating my knitting entries over at Iowa Chicks Knitting, in between processing Evergent emails, when suddenly I felt a rush and I was extrememly dizzy, my palms were sweating, and my heart was racing. My chest hurt. My vision was fuzzy, spotty around the edges. I thought […]
Remember how I was waxing eloquent over those little samples of conditioner they put in hair color boxes? Well, my MIL hates that stuff and yesterday she gave me three packages of hair color conditioner! Yay!
When you’re drinking day-old, reheated coffee, you can pour in a shot of Buttershots and some half and half. That makes it much better. ——–
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