.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } I Don’t Care If I Ever Get Back!, originally…
These days have passed by in a bubble and apart from observing never-was fashionistas and watching Herr Meow The Weed grow and amass an impressive vocabulary that is bilingual in…
Alrighty…. Tuesdays are often jumbled and crazy and the one day in the workweek where it seems you get no respite from the madding, dorking crowd. You need a laundry…
The other day, I went out with my friend and I behaved very cattily in public. And, furthermore, do you know what? I know that I should be ashamed, but…
Do you know what the best part of going to the beach on a day that isn’t too sunny and too "perfect" is? You get to have the beach to…
Yesterday I was at a meeting for Herr Meow’s pseudo-school thingy and several things happened: 1. It being August 21st and all yesterday, the date was mentioned and I realized…
I recently finished reading Maximum Ride 3: Saving The World And Other Extreme Sports as a part of Mother-Talk’s Blog Tour of the book. I must take an aside right…
Dear SoloMother tagged me in a vicious "no backsies" way the other day –almost at around the same time I was tagging her for the "10 Things I Like About…
Today was Herr Meow’s first time riding a Merry-Go-Round. Well, technically it wasn’t, but it was the first time that he got to sit on the horsey by himself, and…
Ah. Am blogging outdoors. Is nice. (edit– this post took well over a day to write, but since I liked the way it started you get to read the…
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