Just so much fun to do…. One of the dresses that I made for my new neice, Maddie.

Today is Survior night. No idea what we’re going to have for dinner tonight, but it will have to be something fast since we don’t get home until around 7pm.

I’m thinking Taco Bell. Or Subway, but Eddie won’t want it.

I finished most of my animals for the big Easter order, and managed to get all but 2 posted online. There’s still 1 that needs eyes and a tail, but aside from that, they’re all set. I’m going to get a group picture of all 8 this weekend, but here’s a picture of the Bunny Baby.

I’ve got an hour or so before I have to get ready for work. Bleh.

Pickle seems to have the brain of an overtired toddler. She’ll be fine outside her cage for an hour or so, and then seems to go into this phase where she does everything possible to be as annoying as she possibly can. This means that she begins to do things like pull all the books out of the bookcase, dig up the taped-down poopy pads, run into the baseboards, bite my toes, and dig at the slipcover on the loveseat. Eddie put her in the time-out carrier today - the one we use to bring her to Mom’s - and she stayed in there for about 10 minutes until Eddie let her out again. She then ran right back and started doing whatever she had been doing. At that point, I tried to amuse her, which she wanted none of, so she ended up back in her cage. And just like a toddler, as soon as she was in there she went to sleep.

In an completely unrelated note, when I first started putting things up and checking out offers on the local Freecycle mailing list, I was completely against people offering things to the list and just saying “it’s out on the sidewalk, here’s my address, come and get it.” Gas is too expensive to make a trip to get something you need, only to discover that it’s gone. Today has changed my opinion of that, since we’ve been waiting here all afternoon for someone to pick up a dvd player. In every email I send with my address I tell them to let me know what time to expect them, since no one wants to hang around all day waiting. This person never got back to me letting me know when to expect them, only specifying “after work”. We’ve been home since about 4pm waiting for someone to show up, who most likely isn’t going to get here anytime soon. Once Eddie gets out of the bathroom, we’re leaving and going to Walmart to buy some stuff for Pickle. fuck waiting for inconsiderate people.