I want to post about my trip to San Antonio and plans for the summer, as well as the latest with V and Greta and my first mothers day. I'm at work, though, so I'll just say the one thing at the front of my mind:

I really hate it when I have to poop within the first hour after I've showered.

Generally, my interactional style at work is a generic brand of sensitive professional. But every once in awhile, my real personality comes out ( Read more... )

Sometimes I miss living alone. And other times I'm really glad I have someone who can lint-roll my back and assure me that my just-above-the-lip pimple does not look like the herp.

Remember this?
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I wanted the petticoat. I dreamed of the petticoat. I babbled about the petticoat. I thought the petticoat was too expensive. I ran it by my mother, and my mother rejected the petticoat.

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For the past few years, despite being retired, my parents have had my sister and I buy our own Christmas presents and have them shipped to their house for them to wrap and give to us. This year, perhaps because of the impending birth of my sister's daughter, my parents returned to form and my mom started buying presents again, with mixed results. I ( Read more... )

Pugsley keeps attacking me while I'm trying to learn the moves to "Single Ladies." I'm not sure if it's Beyonce's singing or my dancing that's triggering his aggression....

If the guacamole is homemade, and the tortilla chips are baked, then that totally constitutes a healthy dinner, right?

I would've been posting a lot more random tidbits in the past month if I had actually been posting. And you would've heard me musing that ( Read more... )

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I've been waiting DAYS for this. ( http://heatherella.livejournal.com/562036.htmlRead more... )