I stitched a dot on Anna's bird last night before I packed it in at 9:30. (It's okay, the doctor said I couldn't um, you know, what every other married person in America did last night.) But the meds have kicked so I should be able to stay up like a normal person. This is good because I have to finish the blanket. Today is the little one's 7th. Not so little; I still ended up feeding her lunch today--she gets so distracted--when we went to Jones. She had the Thanksgiving Dinner. I had calamari salad. (Just for a full report mom had grilled cheese and tomato soup, and Lala had chicken parm with plain pasta on the side. The dog pretended to eat the bread and some fries, but I saw him eyeballing the turkey.) This time the green glow is from the banquette and shag carpet.
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Catchy title; cute niece. Little girls with big glasses just make me melt. :)
It's a standing rule in our house...NEVER use the word classy, that automatically "de-classys" it.
I always refer to such things as "klassy."
New England women's college ... ah, memories ... fun times ...
I guess that having been raised and schooled on the west coast I never learned about the word 'classy' and its true meaning! In retrospect though I don't think I use it much, anyway. Quite sadly in my daily life I come more often across things that are definitely 'not classy'. :)
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