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Finishing a project, and beginning to think about another one (or two).
A friend of mine's oldest child turns eighteen this week. She is throwing him a birthday brunch on Sunday which I am going to. The gift I ordered online arrived today. It is even cooler than I thought. And boys and their toys. It is a new gadget for him to play with as well as something that can help him learn skills useful in so many ways on the way to learn the trade in his intended career path. For his seventeenth birthday, his mother allowed him to get snakebite piercings (one of which he removed, so he's only got the one now). I am assuming he is going for a tattoo now that he is legal to get one.
Also this weekend is Steel Magnolias. I'm ushing twice.
I saw my folks on Sunday. I helped out at the gallery again, fiddling with lots of jewelry, and wall art. Then I hung out with their puppy. Though, since he is a year old he's not so much a puppy anymore. He is a very healthy seventy pounds and just had his operation two weeks ago.
Honey crisp apples. Yummy.
Laughing when I overheard this conversation (and I always wonder why this doesn't happen *more* - though, maybe it does and I just don't hang out with more pregnant ladies):
Obviously Pregnant Woman (OPW) was chatting with Another Woman (AW) she must know.
AW: You look great! Really glowing!
OPW: (something I didn't catch)
AW: So do you know what you're having?
OPW: Yup! Its a baby!
I took off pretty quickly so I didn't laugh out loud.
And Masque of the Red Death has a brand spanking new Web site:
http://www.masque-of-the-red-death.com/
If you don't know about it, it is a mature-content Web comic written by Wendy Pini. It is *gorgeous* and also quite sexy.
And one thing that makes me sad:
My nephew apparently cut his hand and needed stitches last week. Poor boo!
A friend of mine's oldest child turns eighteen this week. She is throwing him a birthday brunch on Sunday which I am going to. The gift I ordered online arrived today. It is even cooler than I thought. And boys and their toys. It is a new gadget for him to play with as well as something that can help him learn skills useful in so many ways on the way to learn the trade in his intended career path. For his seventeenth birthday, his mother allowed him to get snakebite piercings (one of which he removed, so he's only got the one now). I am assuming he is going for a tattoo now that he is legal to get one.
Also this weekend is Steel Magnolias. I'm ushing twice.
I saw my folks on Sunday. I helped out at the gallery again, fiddling with lots of jewelry, and wall art. Then I hung out with their puppy. Though, since he is a year old he's not so much a puppy anymore. He is a very healthy seventy pounds and just had his operation two weeks ago.
Honey crisp apples. Yummy.
Laughing when I overheard this conversation (and I always wonder why this doesn't happen *more* - though, maybe it does and I just don't hang out with more pregnant ladies):
Obviously Pregnant Woman (OPW) was chatting with Another Woman (AW) she must know.
AW: You look great! Really glowing!
OPW: (something I didn't catch)
AW: So do you know what you're having?
OPW: Yup! Its a baby!
I took off pretty quickly so I didn't laugh out loud.
And Masque of the Red Death has a brand spanking new Web site:
http://www.masque-of-the-red-death.com/
If you don't know about it, it is a mature-content Web comic written by Wendy Pini. It is *gorgeous* and also quite sexy.
And one thing that makes me sad:
My nephew apparently cut his hand and needed stitches last week. Poor boo!