ROBIEWANKENOBIE

okay, so there's this weird white fluffy shitz covering the ground. what the heck? it makes the not furnace working all the more enjoyable. as does my most frustrated husband. he replaced the control modulator, and it still isn't working. he think it has something to do with our long suffering electrical problems. *bites tounge*bites it summore*

i ran away from the house and the trauma. ne picked me up. we looked at some light displays because we are twelve.

craft stores are a haven in a difficult adult world don'tcha know. the ne and i went down everydaggone aisle in the place. some of them twice. we picked out some yarn to use for my hypothetical shawl that will go with my hypothetical dress. i will be getting me a loaner zipper foot tomorrow, so there is a slim chance that it might come to fruition. at any rate...did i mention how i love the ne? today she called me at work and asked if i would like to come by and sample her culinary masterpiece. the quesaninni. *snort* a thick bread tortillaish deal slathered with laughing cow cheese, mushrooms, and tomato pesto. then grilled up like a quesadilla only in a paninni sorta way. it were teh sex. and a half. with a twist. the next incarnation will also star spinach and its oh so wonderful sidekick the artichoke heart. *swoon* she got an awesome book about soaps. really. there are a lot of soap books that are the pits. but this is not. when she's looking the other way i'm going to acquire that little sucker. *bwahahaha* then we went to the petstore.

we got ellie an amusement so that she will stop gnawing at her leg outta boredom. did i mention that she's getting a zippy little wheelchair? someone donated a wheelchair and nobody wanted it. ellie fits it perfectly. how cool is that? ne said that it is cool how this little tragedy has had so many awesome bits of love going down. the guy whose family gave money to the vet's office in his name (that paid for our deposit), the uncle who swooped in to pay for the surgery, and this wheelchair donor. ellie has good karma. awesome dog. totally deserves it. and on to the liquor barn which was closed so arby's. shuddap. we were desperate. actually, i was desperate. not the ne. she just wanted water which she didn't end up getting.

she was sore disappointed that i asked for a subtotal and counted every penny. not feeling it at all. i was just beside myself due to the EXACT change i was able to russel up. shazam! but then the sauce that they gave me with the not as exciting as stuffed jalapeños potato bites bit, so i forced her (actually she was laughing so hard she would have done most anything) to drive round so we could ask for the sauce that goes with the aforementioned jalapeños, but they weren't hovering 'round the drive-through window like they should so i made her knock on the window. you had to be there, i guess. it was totally a slap happy location oriented thing. then she drove me home.

now i really want those suncatchers that you melt the plastic beads in. not the paint 'em in kind. i swear i can smell the way those things smelled 25 years ago right daggone now.

leon appears to have invited a friend over to help him with the furnace. you guessed it. same pajama ensamble only a) no bra b) no banana sticker c) pigtails and d) spam hat. it's still sexay sexay sexay 'round these parts.