Not outside, but internally. It's really irritating to not know if the spike in body temperature that made me so sweaty at work today is a post-hysterectomy hotflash or an MS thing. I actually had to take off my boots and fan myself like mad while sweating about a quart or so. Bleah.
Outside, we've got coldcoldcold temperatures and feet of poofy, pretty snow. No snow day for the worker bees, though. The mother ship of Hyphenated Corp. is in Minnesota, and I think they kind of feel like, "Hey, we're in Minnesota, we've got it much worse, so you whiners in Cleveland can just suck it up and deal." *giggle*
I've got a book to build tomorrow, and another one on Friday. Thankfully, the one on Friday isn't about divorce law, since that is the day my friends Otterboy & Ravensstar are tying the knot. They've been engaged for-bloody-ever, in love for even longer, and they're finally getting married. Unfortunately, I can't be there, but I wish them all the love & happiness in the world.
Speaking of weddings, those of you who haven't already seen the momentous comment and follow-up post on Queen Mediocretia's blog, say congrats to Zayrina & Santa Claus, who went out and got hitched, no fuss, no muss. They didn't even have a flower dog (for which Tessa should chew up all their shoes!). Again, I'm overjoyed at this news, and wish them a lifetime of happiness together.
2 comments:
Gracias my sweaty leetle cabbage.
and Bestest wishes to Mark and Mel from Stacey and John. Youse need to touch base with us when you again hit Indiana.
A triple link! There should be a dirty name for that.
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