The last of the pads that were in the mail came!

I ordered two, in a lovely flames pattern, but I got three - there was another with that fabric that had messed up stitching, so she threw it in for free.

Which rocks, mostly - but kinda sucks, because although I'm thrilled, I also don't want a ton all the same. This is a lot like complaining about having too much money, I know.

Man, this overheard rocks.

I read it while Angelique woke up from her nap. She came into the kitchen as I was laughing and asked what was funny.

So I told her it was something I read, but I couldn't read it to her because it had a "bad word" (honestly, I don't know if she'd get the joke anyway).

Ana: Oh. "Hate"?
Me: Not exactly....
Ana: "Hate butterflies?" Does it say "I hate butterflies"?
Me: Ana! Nobody hates butterflies!
Ana: *laughs* I know. That'd be silly.

Bush says the economy is safe and sound.

I don't think I've ever felt less reassured in my life.

_{(Reassuring speeches do tend to have that effect on me, of course - but I'm even less reassured when, apparently, they're given to the tune of Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer. You all have to read the article, by the way - you won't regret it.)}