This picture was sent to me by the BFF, with a note: "for god's sake, use this one next time."So, here it is. See, he's not always a freak with a chip clip in his bangs. Sometimes he's a freak without a chip clip in his bangs. Hee.
This morning, I experienced the first real sign that spring is nearly here. I ate my first Thin Mint. Whoo hoo! (Don't worry, Stefanie, I ordered some Tagalongs, too.) Gotta love those Girl Scouts.
I had a pretty good weekend, including spending a bit of quality time with New Guy Friday night. Then he went off to get his kids, and I spent Saturday checking things off my to-do list. One of the items was checked off by actually remembering, in time, the huge used book sale put on yearly by a local private school. I NEVER remember until it's too late, but this year I did, and scored a big stack of mostly hardcover books for a mere $21. Whoo hoo!
Yesterday my new next-door neighbors put up a swingset and a see-saw in their backyard. There haven't been any more toddler sightings, but I think the installation of playground equipment makes it pretty clear what's coming, don't you? Poor Dolly and McBeady.
Last night I watched a chunk of the pre-Oscar coverage on E!, and made it through most of the ceremony before dozing off on the couch. My personal highlight? Gary Busey insanely accosting Ryan Seacrest, Jennifer Garner and Laura Linney on the red carpet. WHAT THE HELL WAS HE ON? Jennifer Garner's expression was priceless.
And, I just have to put this out there...Tilda Swinton rocks, there is no doubt, but WOULD IT KILL HER TO PUT ON A LITTLE MASCARA?! It's the Oscars, for cryin' out loud.
I'm probably just a little jealous of the amount of self-confidence it takes to go out in public, much less walk the red carpet, with invisible eyelashes. I could never do it.
And now, if you'll excuse me, I have to figure out what the hell I'm going to share anonymously with the blogosphere on Wednesday. All of you people who've been working on yours since the LAST blogshare? I think I hate you. (But in a good way.)
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There are people who have been working on this upcoming BlogShare for months?! Uh oh. I better get to work.
I'm sorry your local strays are getting nervous, but as a mother of a used-to-be-toddler...Some people buy houses so their kids have yards to play in. :) As much as I love animals, I have to admit strays in the yard is not something we want while our son is playing in it...
1. I thought the other picture was cute. Gotta love people willing to share their goofy side.
2. The shortbread cookies - I can never remember what they call them - are a-some dipped into mint tea. Yum. They almost - almost - take my #1 spot away from Thin Mints.
3. I KNOW. Just a little mascara can't hurt. She has such gorgeous eyes anyway, she could kill if she'd just play them up a little.
4. When I signed up, I thought I'd have trouble narrowing down what I'd post about. Now? BLANK. Grr.
I haven't started my blog share post. Don't feel like you're the only one.
I have not been able to wear any eye makeup for the past 3+ weeks after Lasik surgery. At this point I'm starting to enjoy it. It's so much quicker to get ready in the morning. Maybe she was running late for the Oscars? No, I suppose not.
I didn't buy any Girl Scout cookies this year. I could kick myself.
I cannot believe I missed Girl Scout cookies this year! Tragic!
I want my tagalongs now, but not until the second week of march. boo.
If it makes you feel any better, I haven't started my post yet either.
I keep hearing rumors that GS cookies are in, but I have heard no word from my little four-foot suppliers yet!! Where are my Tagalongs, kids?!?
(Um, I mean, I am waiting patiently. Dum dee dum. No stress at all here...)
From Your BFF:
Thank you for posting my headshot, sans chip clip. Although, upon seeing said photo again, maybe I should just steer clear of cameras entirely.
No on has approached us about cookies yet. Are we so backward in East Tennessee that little girls quit hanging around Walgreen's out front selling them?
And not one person at Cleven's (not his real name) workplace has approached him to buy their childrens' cookies, either. Is this some sort of discrimination? Where's Peter Brady when you need him?
What is above the el f**ko with that?
WTF?? My Girl Scout cookies haven't come yet!
npw, hopefully there are plenty of us procrastinators, too. ;)
3c, well, I think they're renters, actually, but...of course they're entitled to use the yard, it's just that these cats have had unfettered access to that yard (and the ones on either side of it, too) for YEARS, and it makes me a little sad to think that after all the time and money I've invested in their well-being, they might stop coming around, and go back to being the half-starved, parasite-ridden scruffs they were when I started Operation Feral Cat. Sigh.
spark, oh yeah...shortbread cookies...yum. Some year I'm going to have to order a box of every kind they sell, I think.
ss, you are a brave woman. But are your eyelashes COMPLETELY invisible? ;)
lsass, that IS a tragedy!
noelle, I don't know how we got them so early. Just lucky, I guess.
stef, that DOES make me feel better! I hope your Tagalongs show up soon.
BFF, Peter Brady is currently "enjoying" marital hell on reality TV. Hee.
metalia, I'll eat a Thin Mint for you, if you want. ;)
Maybe they will learn to limit themselves to YOUR yard. :)
No one over the age of 30, should go out without mascara. unless you have magically delicious, long, black eyelashes.
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