Damnit, and I got stuck with some sort of Pear something instead of my usual vanilla chai because the Wal-mart I went to didn't have very many to choose from. I'm going to have to go sniff the cherry, and maybe donate the pear to E. She was smelling a bit smelly the other day, and I forcefully applied deodorant while she giggled at me. Can she really be old enough to need deodorant???

Yeah, I guess I've been under a rock, because I totally missed that magnificent Three Wolf Moon shirt. It makes me think of this TennCare guy that used to come in one of the pharmacies that always wore the same wolf shirt. Every day.