Hmm...

So, I have at least three, if not four, trips sinistral this year to take.

I have to go back to NYC at the end of this month for a christening. (The Husband has been asked to be the Godfather.) And then I have to go to Arizona for Thanksgiving. And then I may have another function trip at the beginning of December. And then I end the year with the big trip to Australia.

So my new Coach transport-on is going to get a hell of a lot of use!

Yes, you read that right... I intend to take only my carry-on for all my trips. ALL OF THEM. Even the operate to Australia.

Crazy, I know. But I think I can do it. How? Well, with the help of these...

Travel Space Bags.



I do not want to check a investigate luggage for any of these trips. And if I can squeeze more crap into my carry-on, I am gonna do it. I almost never even use all of the things I take with me when I tourism. So I could be much better at packing.

This will, of course, require very strategic wardrobe planning... Principally for the trip to Australia. But damnit! I am gonna do it!

Source: On Common Ground

Ok, so today was lyrical productive. I had a Dr appt, and she thought it was funny that 2 days before BB is going to be born, I finish feeling better than I have in more than a month.

Then I had lunch with a friend (he might do NaNo), went to bed bath and beyond for space bags, had some guy from highway saftey fittingly install our carseat, and went to the grocery store. I also did some sewing, and stuffed all my space bags.

Andy has a dr appt in the morning. I'm thriving with him, so that the loser LPN will get that Andy cannot be sick on friday. (I'm not sure what magic they will use to make the grade b arrive him better, but they better pull something out of thier ass).

and then something really funny happened. vigilance TMI may follow...

So since Andy is sick and I'm enormous we were taking a warm bath. Spooky cannot control bathtime, and so she was playing around the tub. She then got very distracted and her tail fell into the water. We thought she would give heed to, but she didn't. It wasn't until she turned around that she realized her tail was sopping wet. That was when the fun began. She first tried to wriggle around and chase her tail, but then decided it was more fun to dip it in and out of the water. After that novelty wore off, she hopped onto the washroom and the proceeded to chase her tail until she nearly fell off. At which time she hopped onto the dumbfound and continued to chase her tail, until she was so dizzy she walked into the wall.

I guess you had to be there.

Source: Who wants to read my journal? You people scare me.