Tired And Bored With Myself

But then how do you think I made it out to California?

A Few Words About Jane Seymour

Such wholesome, good fun.
Even when she's naughty.

I Sure Am Having Fun Spellchecking My 313 Page Novel, Which Does Seem To Have A Lot Of Errors. This Is Taking For-Eeever!

Aah…conformity.

Seriously. Proper spelling is for people who think inside the box.

Oh well. I guess this is what I get for turning off that red squiggly line thing that corrects while you type. But it was getting so distracting! I mean, I am not just a bad speller, I am a bad typist, just so you understand the situation here. I miss a lot of letters.

Mavis Beacon, you did me no good, although maybe that was because I never took you out of the box.

If I Got My Mom A *Really* *Good* Christmas Present Last Year, Does That Mean I Can Give Her Nothing This Year?

A skein of the luxurious wool yarn (in delicate mauve) that I used to hand knit my mother a scarf for last year's Christmas gift.

How am I supposed to top that?
Also, that is mauve, isn't it? Does anyone besides interior decorators really know what mauve is? All I know, it is definitely my mother's color.
Also also, do you need any mauve yarn? I have leftovers.