April 24, 2008
For Christmas, me mum gave Coach purses to her girls. Matching, natch, because we’re sisters and it’s been about 25 years since we wore matching outfits when we went to Disney World and so it was high time for some sibling coordination.
April 24, 2008
April 23, 2008
I used to abhor dandelions. Not when I was a kid, mind you, when I thought they were pretty and bright…a beautiful sunny yellow. Only as an adult, when I have to dig them out of my flower beds (there’s no use snapping them off ground-level; they are like worms where you can chop ’em in half and they just grow back. Sometimes overnight. Bastards) and when I watch M battle them all summer long. Our neighbors (the pot-heads, in case you’re wondering) seem to adore them, as their yard is already quite full of them and they are making absolutely no attempt at eradication. Probably too busy smoking pot. Or dandelions.
April 21, 2008
Found this in an old e-mail from Stef, and just had to share:
April 17, 2008
Dropped the ZoeMobile off this morning to have the driver’s side front axle seal repaired. I’m not sure exactly what’s involved with that other than $250 and being without my car for half day. And we all know that my being without my car is not a good thing.
April 17, 2008
The homepage of MSNBC has this headline:
April 15, 2008
“Yes, Commander, commence mastication of pre-formed dehydrated nutritional supplement.”Yum!
April 15, 2008
Went to YWCA St. Louis Regional Sexual Assault Center’s Hear the Whispers and Roars event last night at Schlafly’s. It’s an evening of readings on rape and healing, and it’s moving and touching…definitely an evening well-spent. Especially when you’re sitting at a table with some of your favorite girls.
April 14, 2008
Weekend went by in a blur, which sometimes is good (like, when you’re having fun riding roller coasters) but in this case was not (like, when you’re taking statistics mid-terms and working).
April 12, 2008
A little over ten years ago, M and I got married. And the night before that wonderful day, we looked at each other and said, “Oh, shit. The Intercessions!”