Saturday night? Lost it... gone... nowhere to be found.... Lay down on the bed at 10:30 ish trying to get Ed to go to sleep... and zonk! morning. hmmm maybe I needed that..
wearing
~ old world war II wooly sox crammed into my mouth...
~ turn of the century steamer trunks sewn into my eye lids...
~ and a lovely aroma emminating from my wooly mouth...
(you know you want me... right!)
~ oh, and my default comfort clothing...
planning
~ a whole pile of stuff...
~ including putting up the christmas tree... and decorating...
~ finding a way to get peace to visit this house... (!!!)
~ shaving... my tongue...
wishing
~ that I get to finish the christmas cards tonight...
~ that I read about a wonderful time had by my Burbank Blossom
~ for good will-hunting to work in favour of Amy (yes... that's you jaggedpillgirl...)
My mom called at 7:30 with some dilema that translated into my needing to take my niece off her hands and pick my nephew up at 10:30 and take care of them for a while... just the morning... no worries... they essentially take out kids off our hands by all playing together... (yea!).
Later skaters...