||[Jul. 18th, 2008|11:53 am]
Whole lotta labia.
My phone? On the vehicle for delivery to the store. Woot! I might have it to play with this weekend. At the very least I'll have it for War, which is what I wanted.|
Had a nice lie-in since St's workshop is over so he's home with me today. Mika's got company in the yoga club, I did some in the front yard after I dropped the girl off, I like that I've been at it long enough that I can do a couple of salutations from memory, and man do I love pigeon pose for opening up my hip flexors.
I'm making my to-do list for next week and it's mostly errands and packing and getting my hair cut which is perfect. I'll have some time to do some hand sewing on the project I've got going revamping a vintage choli to fit someone with actual boobs.
We're about done with the map for the block. A few groups left to check in and a lot of finger crossing to do but I'm holding out hope.
Stanley's going in a drawer for War, I just couldn't stand the idea of snagging a prong and losing the stone again. I love this ring too much to let something bad happen to it and I *know* what that first week involves as far as doing stuff with my hands. So now I'm on the hunt for a really great huge fake ring to replace it. Sure, I could wear just my wedding band (which I will not be taking off for War.. or.. y'know.. ever) but why when there's the chance to wear a huge fuck-off ring just for fun?