My Saturday night?
[that would be a copy of my dissertation half-chapter that needs revision and the in progress ankle of an all-too-famous sock pattern. More on that tomorrow]
My hot date?
Oh yeah. That's right folks. It's either a sign that I'm a grown up or a hopeless dork, but this baby was one of my favorite Christmas presents. Cat hair dust bunnies don't stand a chance in the presence of the Turquoise Wonder. Ha HA!
Have a good weekend, all!
7 comments:
Hey! I don't have your e-mail, but I wanted to let you know that I picked you up a 4-pack of KY Bourbon Barrel Ale while I was in Lexington today. I'll get it to Julie the next time I'm at the station (1/23, I think), and she can get it on to you.
(thejtrain at gmail dot com)
geez, with guys like Jonathan around, it's no wonder you never have to leave your house!
indeedy we all need a friend like jonathan. care to share? :)
i LOVE your pomatomus! what is that yarn?
i SWEAR! Things like that (with Jonathan) never happens [way to go, J -- blowing my whole sad-helpless-girl-in-the-mountains-routine to shreds! :)]
I hope you are doing some crazy living room dancing to make up for not leaving the house. Listening to happy music and dancing always cheers me up. :)
I couldn't even imagine not leaving the house for so long--because if I did, I would not be able to eat after about two days. I used to have such a well-stocked kitchen . . .
I've waxed rhapsodic about Pomatomus on my blog, on other people's blogs, on message boards--so I'll spare you too much lustful talk. But yours look awesome!
Is it wrong that after looking at the lovely sock my eyes went straight to 'oversize underwear' in your dissertation? *grin*
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