Sending pretty stamps to un-pretty places (such as the credit union or the folks at Metro Water.) But I suppose there have to be a handful of souls who open all of this mail who maybe do appreciate the beauty. I'll try to remember that possibility.
Listening to:
The Exotic Sounds of Courtney Jaye. Don't Tell a Girl How to Feel...
Trying to sidestep:
A stomach bug which I hear is going around, wielding a fierce grip.
More and more excited about:
The arrival of Baby Norberg. Fingers tap, tap, tapping...
Looking forward to:
A grocery run and then hunkering down under the grey, rainy skies in my little house. A day for staying in, most certainly.
