Harriet (our SUV) is sick again. We're going to be best friends with the nice lady at Budget Rental Car before long.
How is it that the alarm clock radio was perfectly timed to go off just at the exact moment in the song "Love Shack" so that the thing that woke us up this morning was that B-52s woman SCREAMING "Tin Roof! Rusted." Seriously, it scared me to death.
I may never have to exfoliate again. Dobby is quite the little face licker and his sandpaper tongue is pretty rough. It actually hurts if he ventures over more sensitive parts of my face.
My mom, after reading the Silly Meme, informed me via email that I was born at 12:12 pm after "hours of excruciating labor." I replied, "well, wasn't it was worth it?" and she responded with a lawyer joke. I'm not sure how to take that. ;)
The Tigers won last night, they beat Houston 79-69. I'm glad they're winning, I hope they're able to keep it up. They're ranked #19 right now. It's funny, there have been (many) seasons I would have been thrilled with that ranking. Interesting how one #1 seed and a near trip to the Final Four can change your perspective.