More pictures will ensue Monday afternoon, but for the moment, a quick shot of Kevin and a curious llama at Fota Island Wildlife Park: :) (Delighted, there’s another one LJ doesn’t have.) (Yes, we made llama faces. We made Curious Llama faces at this one, and Grumpy Llama faces at the one who was standing guard while Curious Llama snuffled Kevin.) (If you want a feed of the Good Stuff when I post photographs, you can friend .) (Parenthetically yours,) (Kit) miles to Minas Tirith: 295
Author: mizkit
quick update
and spouse arrived safely. We have had a very pleasant evening chatting, eating stir fry, listening to the cats knock headboards over, and other sorts of things you expect from a first night of visiting. Tomorrow we’re off to Cashel on a day trip, which may or may not be followed by an evening of bbq ribs, corn on the cob, and potato salad. Depends on when we get back. Okay. Bed now!
wtf
I really, really thought this headline: Court grants Sen. Craig hearing on sex charge said “grants Sen. Craig hearing on sex change“, and I sat there for a full ten seconds staring at it in bogglement and thinking, “Wow, the GOP can’t be happy about *that*!” and, “I can’t possibly be reading that right.” And after a while it turned out I wasn’t. Still, very startling indeed! Your Score: The Tenth Doctor You scored 25% intelligence, 66% compassion, 25% sense of humor, and 8% weirdness! You’re a charming, friendly, easy-going…
dance class!
Tonight was the first night of ballet class. It was fun, though not as effortful as I expected it to be. I’ll probably be a little sore, but not crippled, which is what I expected to be. My flexibility is quite pathetic, and I felt fat and clunky, but I enjoyed it and am glad I went. And came back to the house with me afterward and we hung around and talked for a couple hours, which was nice, too. :) Mom found some *gorgeous* fabric to make the HOUSE…
and the winnahs are:
The persons who have earned copies of PHOENIX LAW and perhaps FIREBIRD DECEPTION are: for bribing the author with Belgian chocolate. The author does not need Belgian chocolate, but appreciates a good bribe. :) , for sheer dogged posting length, plus for telling a good story :) , because this really was made totally of awesome (it’s a belly dance to the Super Mario Bros theme music. You should watch it. It’s awesome.) partly because of her story of pathos, but mostly because she was the one who ordered copies…