Fridays in the middle school trenches are not for the faint of heart.
Flurries this morning. Hoping for some form of heat wave before my run later today.
Fridays in the middle school trenches are not for the faint of heart.
When I forget to pack something, it is always the same something. Underwear. (TMI?) I even tell myself now to pack the underwear first and 90% of the time I do remember it. But I've learned, in a pinch, and in the US, grocery store chains or CVS stores will get you through a weekend, if necessary. Luckily, I have never forgotten to pack it when I've traveled internationally.
If today is not a day for pho, such a day does not exist.
There are two guinea pigs at the pet supply store where I go. They have been there for nearly a month. They are both girls. My two guinea pigs are girls. It is getting tough to leave them there. I would have to buy a second cage and I don't really have the room or the time to do a guinea pig herd. Right? Four guinea pigs is more than I want to take on. Really, it is. Somebody better buy those two cuties soon. I've already named one of them Pumpkin. If I come up with a good name for the second one, I am in real trouble. My only saving grace is that I refuse to break up the pair. If it were just Pumpkin, she'd already be living with me.
Pho shizzle
Lord of the Flies bad?
Yes, I know, pets or meat. Mine are pets. Although one is named Cookie.
My girls get mani-pedis every couple of months - way more than I do. I can't bear to trim their nails myself so I take them to the vets where a technician does it for me. I'd need a whole second carrying case for the second pair. And that's twice the expense for the mani-pedis.
My girls are quite popular at the vets because I think they are the only guineas that go there.
Good ole' vockytops...
Happy to report that after entering the hospital on New Years Day and spending most of January in the NICU, baby boy bundabergdevil (and mom/dad) came home from the hospital yesterday! We had some great doctors and nurses from ante-partum through NICU and the little guy has some follow-up appointments but he's doing pretty darn good. We could not be more thrilled (and more anxious/tired!) Have no doubt he'll be entering the ranks of the crazies about 2038!
Thanks to all for the well wishes.
So, I guess there is some Super Duper sport ball game on this evening. Whew, 3 hours of free time!