Did the big-ass CAKE come with heart meds? Because, really, super-secret all-hands big-boss fear-my-hyphens meetings are prone to causing a little anxiety in these difficult times.
It didn't. And you know, I think our new gov't is so used to being in opposition, they don't really understand, on a personal level, what kind of power they weild. The min. mentioned three times how surprised he was with how many people showed for the meeting, and we were like, "Dude, you're the minister. You say jump, we jump."
GOing to Costco now...
That might be the best headline ever. And I love Paula Deen.
A half day might be almost as good as anxiety meds.
As for me, I wasted enough time, sent out a draft, and I think I might go get a mani-pedi before I go to a phonebank.
And hey! I remembered to give her her Nubar Wildlife polish this time.
It was my birthday* present!
*June 17...
I am cleaning my house today because mom arrives tonight. But when I finish? MANICURE! I am going to have the prettiest nails in a few hours.
I've been listening to a new podcast for me, The Bugle. I'm finding it funny. I was led there via TDS since John Oliver is on it.
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Work note, they do use naughty words at times.
There is a ton of Dale Sr merch and a fair amount won't even make your eyes bleed. If you have a price range, I can tailor the suggestions. There's a Daytona 500 commemorative die-cast that's nice.
But when I finish? MANICURE! I am going to have the prettiest nails in a few hours.
No, I will have the prettiest nails after my next manicure, because *I* have extra-special custom-mixed sparkly Glambert Tears nail polish.
ION, my mom just texted me. This is not quite the sign-of-the-end-times that Pete texting me would be, but it's kind of close. Except that Mom texted me about nail polish.
Now, now, Jilli. We're both very pretty.
Except that Mom texted me about nail polish.
Is she one of us now?
Is she one of us now?
She's been one of us for longer than I have, actually. Because she enthusiastically wears colors on her fingernails, while I still view that whole notion with some suspicion.
(When I was over for dinner last night, Mom started showing me the new polishes she'd picked up, and I was able to identify the brand and color names before I looked closely at the bottles. I blame Plei.)
