Pickle, like all ferrets, seems to have this ability to sleep in any position at all and be completely comfortable. In this shot, she’s on her back, bent at a right angle, tail hanging off the edge of the floor she’s sleeping on. I managed to get some pretty funny shots of her playing around and sleeping today, which you can check out in the Pickle album.

Eddie’s vacation has officially started. He doesn’t have to be in for another 10 days. At some point this week we’re going go-cart racing, because I’ve never been, and he’s never been down here. I’d like to go to King Richard’s Faire, but I think with gas prices rising the way they are, we’ll nix that plan. I can be a saucey wench here at home just as well as I could be at the Faire. I know we’re tackling the mess of the kitchen, which shouldn’t be very difficult now that the dishes were done today (because Eddie is a wonderful husband and did them).

I checked out Lane Bryant and found myself two decidedly non-matronly bras for about $55, which wasn’t nearly as much as I was expecting to have to pay. Then again, they were on sale as buy one, get one half off. speaking of tits, Eddie just popped one of mine out of my shirt. Oh how the 6 people watching must have loved that.