Does she play along with you?

Now I'm picturing her with tiny earphones and a mini controller.

Fie! You're just not trying hard enough!!

:: seconded by my cats::

This is the worst Project Runway episode, OMG.

The stick-on makeup could be cute, if it weren't above such disastrous clothing. Oof.

Okay what the fuck

No, really. No natural human body shape can wear this.

It was a Slacking Off sort of week, honestly. I'm glad you got things done - I assume some of those things were fun! Like feeding Willow some carrot greens and mango slices.

My cats don't like being On The Other Side Of The Door. Closed doors are illegal in my house - especially bathroom doors. One of my cats will wake herself up to walk me to the bathroom and sway, squinty-eyed and stumbling, while I do my business.

In The Way is the best place to be.

He did it slowly, over the course of several months, to spread out the work and sciatica annoyances. There are zoning questions about drywalling it in (I think we have to count it as finished space if we run electricity under the drywall), so for now it's 'done'.

My husband insulated our attic (the floor was insulated, but the pointy walls weren't) and the heating oil usage drop was *noticeable* the next winter. (The attic is unheated, but apparently we were losing heat through the ceiling/roof more than we realized.)

It's a hard project, but worthwhile.

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Oooh, a cheese souffle! What a great idea. Usually, I make souffle omelets, but I haven't made an Actual Souffle in years.

Hmm.

Stevia is so *bitter*. It's horrible.

I don't even eat that kind of stuffing and I'm disappointed at how little there is.

Get a brightly colored sticker - long and thin. Wrap the middle of it around The Good Cord, then adhere it to itself, so it makes a tag. Then take clear packing tape and seal the sticker tag in that.

I, uh. Have had to solve this problem for myself and this was the best solution for me.

I could identify them from a curl of hair and a single body part. I can pick my husband out of a huge crowd of similarly large, white-haired, big dudes.

I've always assumed that's how it works, but maybe not for everyone?

2/2

When my kid was little I'd take them to a play area in a park, I noticed other parents following their kid around. I asked, and one said they needed to know where their kid was.

I looked at the play area and pointed at two feet and a hand showing from behind a slide. "That's my kid." 1/2

Oh man. I had a total right knee replacement. Getting the staples removed was glorious. They put steri-strips on, to make sure things stayed together.

The intensely itchy rash extended from my hip to my ankles and it was *misery*, holy COW. Never again.