
(shakes a fist in impotent rage)
I made rainbow cupcakes yesterday. They are very pretty, and also delicious. It's totted up as one of the only things specifically for me that I checked off my To Do list. (sigh) But at least I got the house vacuumed? And dogs washed. Kitchen scrubbed (twice). Laundry done. Bird cage cleaned...
I need to encourage Mary on that Spring Break thing.
Today, in honor of Valentines Day, I'm in a skirt and a pretty red sweater. In honor of my long-standing tradition of being single, I've also snarled at several people who think I "should get out more" and "will regret not dating more when I want kids". There's a couple of assumptions there...
Not that I am really violently against the whole Soulmates! Lurve! Chocolate! spiel, but my relentless cheeriness and baked goods can only survive so many people attempting to direct my life before it crumbles into a growly mess. My mother is usually good about it, but even she got in on things this morning. I blame my brother. Clearly his fertility has made her think of mine. Now his youngest is out of the cuddly phase and into being bitey, adding to the problem.
To be rid of my annoyance, tonight I shall go home and occupy the bath tub, along with a good book. Or possibly the next few episodes of MLP. Or NaNo. Or the sex pollen fic. Something fun.