the past week has been one of those kinds of weeks. i keep meaning to post the pics from the Santa Cruz butterfly trip from last Sunday and the fixing of the dryer vent ('cause i know you guys are just dying to read that one). but this Sunday ( cut for icky medical descriptions )

i've figured out why i like Roswell so much. it's very much with the looks and the smiles and the angst. very much, in fact, like Orange Road. /me has inside tummy tickles. =)

the house proceeds apace.