If she had the proper words to say,

I'm wearing a pretty dress.

We just got done swimming at the pool for a few hours, and while Philip took them to swim lessons directly afterwards, I'm home to grab t-shirts for the boys before meeting them at a restaurant. My swimsuit has a halter top, and as I was dressing just now, I thought, "Why put a bra on now?" So I'm wearing a pretty halter-style dress - one I really love and have only worn once before.

Who says I have to be headed to church to look pretty, right? I'm going out to dinner with my family, and I'm going all girly. :-)

I have a headache every morning when I wake up. I think I'm beginning to figure out that this is caused by dehydration. I don't drink hardly anything in the evening, and what I do isn't enough to get me through the night. I don't even have to go to the toilet first thing out of bed anymore - hello, that's a BIG sign!

I finished a bookmark and the Lady last night. That's two shuttles that are (briefly) free at one time. I want to figure out how to block things now, so I'm hoping to find something useful for that today.

Jack has a birthday party to attend this afternoon from 3-6pm. The guest of honor has chosen a pirate theme for his party, and that makes me all kinds of wistful about my Captain Jack's own pirate party last summer. Ahhhh, the memories. He's supposed to arrive in his "best pirate attire" - well, I think we've got that part covered easily!

I've got a couple loads of laundry that need to be put away. I wash so much more in the summertime, between all the extra loads of towels and bathing suits. It's ridiculous!

Speaking of bathing suits, both of the boys have three pairs of swim trunks each, but I have just one suit. And I forgot to mention it earlier, but while we were swimming on Thursday (we headed out to Papio Bay for a couple of hours before swimming lessons later that same evening - insane, I know), the zipper on my suit broke off. This would be the zipper that's not only there just for decoration. No, it's also the fully-functioning zipper that keeps my boobages from the world's viewing pleasure, and it wasn't functioning at all because it was GONE.

Naturally, this catastrophe happened within five minutes in the water. I was a bit panicked, holding my suit together and trying to climb out of the water near the big slides, and I asked the staff for a safety pin. They had none and no other helpful ideas, but I finally asked for even a paperclip, and they were able to produce two different sizes for me. So for the remainder of our two hours there, I was the gal in the blue suit suit with the "ghetto paperclip zipper" holding me in.

And, of course, now I get to go swimsuit shopping - yippee! Or not.

I can't begin to explain just how much my spirits are lifted by wearing my new 'Yellow Submarine' t-shirt. I'm dancing around the house!

I've lost an earring.

I wear my studs every single day. I've had these since I got my ears pierced when I was six years old. Twenty years, I've had them. I never take them out, never. They are tiny little hearts with even tinier Australian crystals in the corner.

I'm sitting at the computer now, and I just reached up to scratch my ear, and I noticed that my left earring is gone.

*immensely sad*

I'm going to go look in my bed, but other than that, I don't have a lot of hope. I've been in the car, to the preschool, to the post office, to the pharmacy, to Runza and back home again. It could be anywhere, and it is sooo tiny.

:-(

Edited to add: Hooray! I found the back in my bed, and the earring itself on the floor right next to the bed. Thank goodness! Still, that was a particularly dread-filled four minutes there...

Well, the lost gloves have been found. A.J. and I left about ten minutes earlier than normal for school today, and we parked and walked into the building. We went down the stairs and to his classroom first, meeting his teacher just as she arrived. I asked her if she'd found a pair of gray gloves (figuring it was best before diving headfirst into the "lost'n found"), and she had. She'd found them on the floor of backpack row, and she'd put them on her desk, hoping someone would pick them up today. I thanked her immensely, and A.J. promptly ZIPPED them up in his backpack. Mrs. Thoma also told him that another good place to put his gloves would be stuffed up inside his sleeves... so we'll see. ;-)

We chatted a bit, and then I left. I pulled back into the driveway at 8:10am - exactly the normal time, and that's even with taking a small detour due to a road being closed off as part of this exercise we're in at the base. Adventure over - yay.