Joseph Legaspi forwarded this bizarre link:
My soon-to-be-born son will not have any of these things.
The toys I had when I was a kid--clicky
Chilling out in my office . . . *whistles*
Mother-in-law is coming tomorrow. I have to clean the house. I may skip heading into town tomorrow to scrub scrub scrub.
A couple of poems got accepted today. Yay!