Am on a bit of a trip right now. So, just stopping by to leave a note or two (or, y'know, more):
Apparently Robert Redford and I need to talk about what we're not talking about. At least, that's what I'm getting from the subject line of the e-mail he sent me. Yep, Bob and me. We're on e-mailing terms.
I shaved my legs last night and managed to only gash myself three times. (Oy.)
Caesar salad: it's what's for breakfast (until today when I'll have a green vegetable juice and a blueberry muffin).
I ironed a pair of pants last night with an iron that was all, "Hey, would you like me to water your pants, too? I'm all over it." (Argh.)
Wish you were here!