Jiggle jiggle
Mar. 18th, 2007 08:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ailbheI had a coffee earlier, a whole mug, from the Workhouse Coffee Shop. Now I can't stop jiggling.
It was a good day. I slept most of the morning until about 9, then got up slower than anyone in history, had a shower, dressed (new Glamourmom tank top with flowers and swirls yay) and we went out for coffee. Then I spent the rest of the day hanging around the coffee shop drinking tea and eating cake, and Rob and Linnea went to the park. Oh, I went home with Emer for a while, read a book, then handed her back to Rob and returned to the cafe.
I think there will be a book club soon, probably called "Buggies and Books." I liked the one there was before but the woman who ran it moved away and it died.
We Shall See.
I even remembered it was Mother's Day and called my mother, admittedly pretty late on, but never mind.
And I printed something; it's hard to get used to having a functional printer. I shall be assembling a few things soon; photos for relatives, invitations for Linnea's birthday party, that sort of thing.
And the complaint letter, of course. I've been spending some effort not thinking about it but I suppose I shall have to soon.
We also got an invitation to the second-last third birthday party of the season - to be held in someone's home! Hurrah!
It was a good day. I slept most of the morning until about 9, then got up slower than anyone in history, had a shower, dressed (new Glamourmom tank top with flowers and swirls yay) and we went out for coffee. Then I spent the rest of the day hanging around the coffee shop drinking tea and eating cake, and Rob and Linnea went to the park. Oh, I went home with Emer for a while, read a book, then handed her back to Rob and returned to the cafe.
I think there will be a book club soon, probably called "Buggies and Books." I liked the one there was before but the woman who ran it moved away and it died.
We Shall See.
I even remembered it was Mother's Day and called my mother, admittedly pretty late on, but never mind.
And I printed something; it's hard to get used to having a functional printer. I shall be assembling a few things soon; photos for relatives, invitations for Linnea's birthday party, that sort of thing.
And the complaint letter, of course. I've been spending some effort not thinking about it but I suppose I shall have to soon.
We also got an invitation to the second-last third birthday party of the season - to be held in someone's home! Hurrah!