back on the plurk horse after being away all weekend.
doing theboy's laundry while he is at band practice. out of the goodness of my heart.
hearing noises downstairs. let's hope it's someone who lives here.
being able to plurk from the bathroom. thank god for technology.
the spider on the ceiling would eat the mosquito that's flying around.
not having a very good night. the cancer special on tv made me cry. ugh
it's time for her to hit the hay since she can't keep her eyes open. nite nite!