run, Bernadette, run

I am home and have clean clothes once again.

I got to see my Biskit girl. Sheeee is great. We put her in my K23 dress, which would be really cute on her if I weren't so much taller than she is and therefore about two sizes up. I got to play with her mommy and weird daddy, and they fed me cookies. I later persuaded my sister to hand-feed me chocolate cherries, using only two words: "do it."

If you train them young, you can do a lot with them.

I was somewhat gratified when I found out that the One That Got Away finally admitted he's gay. Now I have officially gotten every straight guy I've ever batted my eyes at eating out of the palm of my hand. There's an ego boost.

YesIamtheworld'sbiggestbrat.

whee. Biskit and I have evil plots. If Santa was real, she and I would be so screwed.

YAY my mama bought me two more cutting boards and an extra set of the tumblers and juice glasses. time to pet my stash.

Pookums boo seems to have survived the trip home well. I rejoice.

glitter.