It's not even 8:00am yet and I'm up and writing on the ( Read more... )

‘Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect
Now it’s just too late
And we can’t go back
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect

I need new clay. I DESPERATELY need new clay. Why is it that when you're inspired to create something, the thing you need to do said creating is unattainable? In this case, it's there, in it's plastic bag, in the plastic container with the blue top, but completely and utterly dry and somewhat molded. Imagine my dissapointment. I want to buy ( Read more... )

Here's the situation: Me, at the computer in the basement. 6 ladies in their 40's and 50's and two little British children upstairs trying on clothes. Can anyone tell me what's wrong with this picture? There is an explination! My mom was supposed to come home from Nashville, TN last night at about 11:00pm but her plane had damage and by the ( Read more... )

I'm stuck on french. Where's Drew or Katrina when you need them?

    Finished ( Read more... )

Days-of-summer-left count: 9

It's depressing on some accounts, but I still can't ( Read more... )

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The Ghost Rodents are real!!! Well, I guess now they can't be ghost rodents anymore.  Hmm...I shall call them...ROUG's (rodents of unusual ghostiness - bonus round for those who got the princess bride allusion).  Yeah, so we have at least on mouse in our cabin, as we've found it's...er...evidencein the drawer beneath our oven yesterday.  It's a ( Read more... )