Darlings - all I'm trying to do is work on my friend's family tree and get it ready for a surprise present because her birthday is next month -- AND get the yard ready for winter -- AND get laundry done -- AND study chess for my very first OTB tournament on Saturday October 16 -- AND clean this way too big house (when did it grow to 3,000 square feet from 1,500, I ask you?) that hasn't been touched except for token dusting for my ladies' investment club meetings since I took it off the market in February 2010. Okay, so I haven't vacuumed in awhile, big dustball deal. I have regularly laundered my bedding so I don't have bedmites. Whatever.
But I've got to keep the blog up too. I am told - ahem - that I cannot "miss" every other day except if - perhaps - I'm on my death bed; that depends on whether I can still work a mouse and type by using a straw in my mouth, or maybe blink --
So, I've got some stories stored up -- here you are, lovely fans. Hope you enjoy --
This first one is definitely a femme jolie! She's so fricking gorgeous, I hate her. So what if she's been dead over 100 years. Muslin never looked so good.