Zoe ,'Bushwhacked'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Im so sorry, msbelle.
I have actually decorated somewhat today. I've put up my grandmother's old creche, and the balsam-and-whatever centerpiece I ordered through the neighbor kid's fundraiser turned out to be unexpectedly lovely.
Speaking of neighbors, my next-door neighbor was mulching his leaves, and as I was leaving to run a quick errand, he offered to mulch up mine, since it would only take him ten minutes. I love my neighborhood.
Oh! And in going through my bags from Target, I see that I did resist the Disney stickers and got the cute animals instead. Phew!
Floors are clean. Postponing lights until I can get some hangers tomorrow.
BTW, TJs has speculoos now. Cheaper than the Biscoff at Giant, but not sure how it compares to F&E, pricewise of the brand name tastewise.
Discovered I didn't get the tights I meant to at Target. But looking at the receipt, they never made it out of the cart. Oh well, I forgot to get a gift card for my neighbor, too, so I will be going back up there tomorrow. I need to find out if her favorite wine store does gift certs.
Proof that Green Lantern is the lamest superhero ever
Not while Aquaman is around, he is not
Not while Aquaman is around, he is not
I don't remember anybody taking out Aquaman by throwing a clam at his head.
No, he can be taken down by too much exposure to AIR.
I'm sorry, msbelle. That's really hard.
In other news, slumber parties with six little girls? Not for the faint of heart. I keep reminding myself I don't want to go to prison for stabbinating the bossiest, whiniest, loudest, most spoiled of them all.
Oh msbelle.
Hey, anyone wanting a good cry should listen to this piece on Snap Judgement (I love this show more and more every week) : [link]
bossiest, whiniest, loudest, most spoiled of them all
Is this one girl, because damn.
In other news, slumber parties with six little girls? Not for the faint of heart. I keep reminding myself I don't want to go to prison for stabbinating the bossiest, whiniest, loudest, most spoiled of them all.
My older sister's first slumber party (which was the first slumber party that our parents supervised, since my sister is their oldest kid), one of her friends had to go to the emergency room. She'd gotten up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, tripped over something, and hit her head on the wall and was bleeding profusely. A few years later, at my sister's bat mitzvah, this same friend got a head wound again, in a pinata accident.