Socks. I almost never wear socks, what with San Diego being such an open-toed shoe town all year round, but it feels snuggly to wear them. It helps maintain the illusion that I'm sleeping off this flu on my couch with a good book and a purring kidden.
Plus, they're the cute argyle ones I got at that shoe store in the middle of Nowhere, CA, when MK and I had to make an emergency shoe stop, and so that makes me smile.
This. Thank you, Coworker, She of the Lovely Curls.
My cute box of tissues, and Boris Badfeeling.
Last night I went home to a cuddly (and recovering) boyfriend, who'd downloaded three new episodes of Family Guy for me, and when I dozed off watching them, he carried me to bed. I love him so damn much.
Plus, they're the cute argyle ones I got at that shoe store in the middle of Nowhere, CA, when MK and I had to make an emergency shoe stop, and so that makes me smile.
This. Thank you, Coworker, She of the Lovely Curls.
My cute box of tissues, and Boris Badfeeling.
Last night I went home to a cuddly (and recovering) boyfriend, who'd downloaded three new episodes of Family Guy for me, and when I dozed off watching them, he carried me to bed. I love him so damn much.
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