Show's shaping up - still a few places that need work, but not a surprise. Over all, things are looking very good, and heartbreakingly sexy in places.
Over the past week, we've emptied the office of doom, pulled up & disposed of the carpet, refloored in gorgeous bamboo, repainted, turfed the old blinds, installed new (accessible for washing)
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I remember hearing from both my parents, some from my sister, and lots from my family that they loved me when I was growing up. I don't really ever remember hearing my parents' friends tell my folks (or vice versa) that they loved each other
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Sitting in my robe. Listening to my son set the table. Listening to my husband finish up making supper. Plotting how I'll make fresh homemade rainbow pasta tomorrow.
The snapshot brought to you by my enormous pride & ego.
Well, after the first carosel (and the exercise in how they *should* be loaded in), roughly half the slides are in too rough shape (the cardboard bit, not the actual picture) to be loaded by the projector
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Not that I did a terribly good job of staying away from the drama, but when my family decided to play Days of our Lives with me, what the hell else am I to do?
Damn, but I could use a good pick-me-up.
Any suggestions from the peanut gallery on how to make Nita feel a little less like a fat, ugly, dirty-in-body-and-soul lump?