Purpose: To talk about what old broards talk about.
Clearly, not very damned much.I'm singing in a Master Chorale, working on the Mozart Requiem. It's a tough piece of music.
i spend every 30 minutes, no matter where we are, hoisting a kid onto the toilet praying she hasn't peed or pooped her real panties in between visits. we even visited a men's room recently b/c it was time to go and the ladies' was closed. oh and i've also been running for an hour every day for my own sanity! i cannot wait for spring, for my guy to take his comps, and for missm to be trustworthy with this potty training junk.
Eh, not much besides some work. I'm getting a paint quote tomorrow. Hope the guy supports my color scheme ideas, or tells me why it would be a bad idea. I have a bad case of spring fever.
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