6/14/06

And then I realized that that shirt doesn’t so much “fit” as “is two sizes too big and looks like I’m wearing a pajama shirt with a pair of jeans, what a dork.” Time to put the shirt on the giveaway pile, I s’pose. So anyway, that’s a picture of ME wearing JEANS, which is an amazing thing. Did I mention that awesome reader Bobbie rocks? Because she DOES. Even Sugarbutt was amazed that I was wearing jeans. Hell, even the spud noticed! Today, jeans. Tomorrow, miniskirts slit up to HERE. (NO, not really. I don’t got the legs for miniskirts.)

* * * Last night I was a poker widow AND an empty nester for the evening. Fred went to a poker game after work, and the spud went over to her friend’s house, and thus I was left alone from about 3:00 ’til 7:30. And ohhhhhhhh the plans I had! I was going to wait and eat dinner late (at 6:30) instead of at the 4:30 that Fred prefers! I could watch whatever I wanted on TV, and I could take an early evening bath if I wanted, and I wouldn’t have to answer to NO ONE. What’d I end up doing? Watching a couple of episodes of “How I Met Your Mother”, eating dinner late (woohoo! PAR-TAY!), and reading on the couch in front of the TV, which was tuned to VH-1 Country. Do I know how to live large, or what? * * * This morning after I talked to my mother for a little while, I was checking my messages, when Fred called. “If you want to see something cute, you need to come to the office,” he said. So I did. And BOY were they cute. One of Fred’s employees was sitting in his office, and saw these three little ducks go wandering by, no Momma in sight. He went out and looked for the mother duck, didn’t see her anywhere, and so grabbed up the babies. He lives on quite a bit of land with ponds on the property, so he’s going to take them home and raise them. He estimates that they’re about four days old, and says they’re mallards. They are UNBEARABLY cute. I picked one up and held it, and it cheeped at me and was so frightened that it vibrated. I know it’d be a bad idea, but I can’t help wishing like hell we could have one as a pet! (Luckily, calmer minds will prevail on this one.) * * * Suggie and Toms are uncertain how they feel about The Momma in jeans. They ARE certain that they’d like a pet duck, though. All of today’s uploaded pictures are here. * * * Previously 2005: It took me a minute to get it. Duh. 2004: Have I mentioned that I have a big ol’ crush on Roland? Yeah. There’s me, being geeky again… 2003: Still no Fancypants. 2002: Well, did you feel the earth crack open? 2001: I guess not everyone is as much a wimp as I. 2000: I feel like I spent all day running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off and got nothing accomplished. ]]>