you're all invited. but you have to find your own way over. no shoes allowed. invite expires when i go to sleep tonight.
there's the most perfectly-shaped, cutest, little, itsy, bitsy, teeny, weeny
my grandma's pretty cool, though. unfortunately, i forget that sometimes. and every time i go and visit, if we end up at the neighbour's for a bit, don always warns me to be careful of those tricky boys. and he always demands that i bring any boy friends (space intentional - he just figures every not-girl i mention is a potential mate and/or conniving bastard) to him for approval. someday i'll actually bring a guy friend over to meet don. then we'll see what he does.
too bad i still can't find the cord to upload digital pictures. the clouds outside are pretty nifty-looking at the moment.