Momma

It's play-momma day.

And I don't really feel like working too hard anyway.

So I took a half day off work. Brought my girls to the groomer's. Finally. Amy the groomer shook her head at me, and said, "I think let's just cut their hair short; I see that you don't have time to maintain them anyway."

Bleh.

Bad momma.


This laptop just can't make it. Barely half an hour of usage, and the battery is down to almost half-bar. Urgh.

I miss my pBook.


I know what I'm gonna do now.

I'm going shopping. For my big-day present for myself.

The online shopping deal is off - I don't think I want to rely on anyone for my own shopping pleasures.

I do hope the town is empty for me today.