Whatever happened to paste, naps and all that other good kindergarten stuff?

For the most part Gurty is a sleeper -- she does have a nightly burst of energy starting around 11pm. I said I thought she must be part cat and Lizzie suggested that Gurty is "nocturnal".

Gurty has another habbit of burrowing her head, if she's snuggling on your lap she will find a spot to snug her snout -- a favorite spot is in an armpit. Last night Lizzie came up on me and a head snugged Gurty, she starts petting on Gurty and saying, "You gotta head lair? You like your little head lair? Yes, you do. Yes, you do -- your little head lair. You gotta head lair, don't you."

Head lair?

I'm really at pick 'n' save picking up things for my dinner party

I have company coming tonight. Later, when I am scrambling to put together a pretty cheese tray and noticing how I failed to dust properly and how much more I could have widexed some things -- then, I will curse myself for reading blogs this morning -- but now?

Now, I blog.

I will be brief.

First of all, Meredith is going to be fine and I didn't really care that she got knocked in the water. I just wasn't feeling it, that's all.

Second of all, who is the pregnant woman? His sister? Somebody he knocked up? Who?

She's not just attached to him...She knows him.

She better know him.