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There's a new Dresden Dolls album out, with their cover of "Pretty in Pink" on it.
I had to return my cute shoes because they were a little too small, so with any luck L.L. Bean's exchange policy is as awesome as it sounds, and I will have the same shoes a half-size larger in a week and a half.
In honor of the new Indiana Jones movie (which I will see this weekend, barring an act of God), I have been referring to the Zweeble as Dr. Jones when I wash his face, and demanding to know where the Ark is. And the Grail. Oh, and those weird stone things from India, why not? I use my all-purpose villain accent (a mix of Russian and German, I think). Sadly, Dr. Jones refuses to cooperate, and I'm sure he'll defeat me as soon as he finishes his cookies.
I washed the shower curtains, bath mat, dining room throw rug, and the inner and outer seats of the high chair. Never look at a high chair from underneath if you're even a little squicky about old food and/or germs. Trust me.
And the sling I have had since before the baby was born has finally been of use! I can now strap the kid to my hip while I do all the non-heat related things that go into cooking! Since he always wants to see what I'm doing and pitches a fit if he can't, this is marvelous.
I had to return my cute shoes because they were a little too small, so with any luck L.L. Bean's exchange policy is as awesome as it sounds, and I will have the same shoes a half-size larger in a week and a half.
In honor of the new Indiana Jones movie (which I will see this weekend, barring an act of God), I have been referring to the Zweeble as Dr. Jones when I wash his face, and demanding to know where the Ark is. And the Grail. Oh, and those weird stone things from India, why not? I use my all-purpose villain accent (a mix of Russian and German, I think). Sadly, Dr. Jones refuses to cooperate, and I'm sure he'll defeat me as soon as he finishes his cookies.
I washed the shower curtains, bath mat, dining room throw rug, and the inner and outer seats of the high chair. Never look at a high chair from underneath if you're even a little squicky about old food and/or germs. Trust me.
And the sling I have had since before the baby was born has finally been of use! I can now strap the kid to my hip while I do all the non-heat related things that go into cooking! Since he always wants to see what I'm doing and pitches a fit if he can't, this is marvelous.