Here's something cool: Acne Zapping Light Pen
Today, among other things, we went to Maurie's and stocked up on orgasmic chocolates.
It rained like gangbusters last night (tornado warnings, even though none were sighted - how does that work?!?!?) and the kids were all out in the greenway today playing in the resulting stream/chain of ponds. It bucketed down again today. On the way home we saw a wreck involving 3 cars and a bus. One of the cars had slammed into the side of the bus. Pieces everywhere. The roads were flooded up over the gutters and onto the sidewalks in places, and the hwy was very, very hydroplanic. (new word)
I watched Because of Winn-Dixie with the kids, which was amazingly good for Hollywood, but not as sweet as the book, and after they all headed downstairs, SIL and I watched The Island with MuNKi and made lecherous remarks about Ewan McGregor and Sean Bean. We FFwded through a lot of the slow bits. Actually, my sis was here for a bit of it, too, but she's been sick lately (possibly Fifth's Disease) and had to head off early. Then it was on to our favourite: The Boondock Saints (yes, again!) during which we were forced to quote along with all our favourite lines, watch bits over and over again and giggle ourselves silly until SIL conked out. (She's infamous for not making it through a film.) All I can say is, thank goodness the ILs are NOT here. Though we decided that FIL would be eminently more enjoyable if his grumpiness were to manifest in the way that the bartender's does. ("F---!! A--!!!")
Oh yes. The PSA. If you're going to lure someone off for a quickie and have chosen to adorn yourself with an ass tiara (excellent CS at that biz, BTW,) DO make sure that your partner gets the string all the way out of the way so he doesn't end up with a terrible chafe wound. *cringe* Here ends the first lesson.