Would you go shopping or stay around to cuddle this kid?
Maggie's working out this morning, so Woody and I are playing on his mat. He's getting good at batting at the toys.
Yesterday morning Maggie woke up very sick, but she was in charge of some key features of her depaartmental xmas party, so she had to go anyway. I snapped her picture right when we sat down, wondering how she managed to look so good when I knew how bad she was feeling.
Look, I'll admit that I am about to fall asleep too. The Vikings are not exactly electrifying.
This is Woody from this morning, about to go down to the farm. He was in a pretty good mood.
I have my Treo in service again, which means I can restart my vox-ing as I originally thought about it. This is Woody about three weeks ago. More to come!
This hole represents as close as I could get to finding the corpse of our malodorous ex-guest. Of course this has to happen the week we want to list our house. Stupid mouse.
I am loving how the Wellstone sticker just seems to fit in Woody's room.
= crazy delicious. Or so says Maggie. I think red vines are terrible.
After putting off and dreading my dental appointment for months, I went in today and actually need no work. OMGWTFBBQ.
