'Shindig'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Good thoughts to the Khusband!
Massage = always a good plan.
I am debating walking over to Target because I figure the first round of insanity should be done. But then I think. WHY? I don't necessarily want to buy anything.
Also, I'm laughing that Apple's big discount on their one day sale for the iPad? $41. Woo hoo.
I was actually thinking about driving over to Target soon, Kat, but then I had the same thought.
We should go together. For moral support, Perkins.
I've been sucked into shopping madness more this year than ever before. I cannot figure out why. I'm not actually buying anything. Is it that more people are talking about it this year?
We should.
It would require getting dressed though, so that's a draw back.
True. Though if it were Walmart, it really wouldn't require getting dressed (we'd blend int the People of Walmart).
My issue is that it's chilly outside and I do not want outside.
This is also a point. Though I am still wishing I hadn't been so diligent about turning the heat off last night, because it is chilly inside too.
Okay, insane or not, I'm getting dressed and going, just to get myself out of the house, and with the promise of pumpkin pancakes at Mimi's after I am done at Target.
Timelies all!
Happy Birthday DJ!
Healthma to the Khusband.
Health~ma for Khusband!
Happy Birthday, DJ!
Hubs and I had a quiet Thanksgiving, just the two of us. Hubs is a VERY good cook when he decides that he has the time, and Thanksgiving is the one day he decides that he has the time. Nothing unusual except the two batches of sangria (most of which is in the refrigerator for drinking later), just the standard dishes very well done. Well, there weren't any rolls, but I didn't miss them.
And the cats loved their share of the Thanksgiving turkey, except they thought we got too much.
Wahh. I have to work today. Only half day, and the boss isn't in, but still, weep for my pain.
Also, the sweater I wanted to wear today isn't clean, and my outfit it RUINDED. Totally.
Happy birthday, DJ! And a Pat Cashy recovery to the Khusband. He's my appendectomy hero. While I was lounging around not being able to walk a block after mine, he kinda kicked ass at Wimbledon.