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The Dee goes to Phoenix tomorrow.



I am packed (mostly) ill-rested (mostly) and excited and trepidatious (mostly).



My plane leaves at 7:50 am Wednesday morning, and I need to remember to leave extra time for them to select me for special attention (like they always do) and wave my tampons around the terminal.



Maybe this time I really will pack a few dildos in carry on. It would amuse the shit out of me if they chose to investigate them.



I wonder if I'll be able to sleep tonight?



I hope so. I got about an hour and a half last night. =/



OH!



Another exciting thing, and this one I'm not really very trepidatous about at all - I am NOW in ANOTHER size smaller pants. :P



I am wearing them today and I look goddsdamned cute, even if I DO say so myself.



And I do.



So there.



I need coffee.

W00t!



Here they be!



They're shipping this week. And apparently have a celebrity pedigree - they've been in a video for Guster and on an episode of Bones.



BJ Winslow, the artisan, does wonders with the dead. =)



Rock!

I finally managed to get a contact in each eye. At the same time. On the same day.



It took me a freaking HALF HOUR.



I am so not convicned this is more "convenient."

It's been a pretty ok one. =) Nothing badly scary or weird.



I came over this morning to feed my brother's dog, ended up taking a nap with said dog on the couch in front of some movie or another, got my hair trimmed, got a manicure, called Sahahria and laughed my way through a pedicure on the phone with her, talked with several friends (including one old friend I haven't talked with in a while - I miss Emmett), had pizza and Michael made me a chocolate fudge birthday cake.



I think I may go into a carbohydrate coma. =)



Back over at the brother's, watching the dog and now his cat is deigning to show me ehr presence. And chew on me if I presume to touch the fur. LOL



It's a good birthday, although there has been nary a real spanking in sight. Heh.



I have a few promises of them, though. *wink*



Things shall work out well.

I got the most in-fucking-credible prezzies today!



Certificate for an hour's massage!



Hot pink socks with black spiderwebs! (They're FUZZY!)



Pirate toys!



And the topper ...



A parrot that repeats what you say ... TWICE! ♥



Three times the cursing for 1/3 the effort. My kind of toy.



And MORE! From the DeLeon! Dark chocolate covered espresso beans, two pairs of fucking awesome socks - one pair of toe socks asking if I am a trick or a treat (I am BOTH, of course), one pair of striped fuzzy knee socks that have a light up pumpkin and a MONSTER! *huggles the monsters and plans sock skating in the light up knee socks*



Fuckin'-A. =)



*happy grin*

Today really is a Haz-Mat ™ suit and a threshing machine kind of day.



I am in a mood. The mood to ride over my enemies, mutants, well basically anyone too stupid to move, and wipe the spray of gunk from my face plate.



I think it might give me a little contentment.



I half expect to begin to cackle madly or to have an Igor pop up behind me and startle me with, “Yeth, marthter?”



*opens door* “That is an excellent squeak, Igor!”



“Thank you marther, it took me jutht dayth to get the squeakthth jutht right. Have you theen the thpiderwebth?”



…



“They are marvelously thick, Igor. Is there a susurration?”



… …



“A thuththurathion? … Thatth … Thatth jutht mean, marthter.”



“Back to the lightning rods, Igor.”



“Yeth, marthter. There ith a lightning thtorm coming! It thould be marvelouthly … thuththurouth.”



“Wipe your chin, Igor.”



“Yeth, marthter.”



*cackle*