Monday, March 16, 2009

Most Notable

A perfect ending to a perfectly imperfect day:
Norah fell next door and her tooth went thru her lip or she busted the top part and the bottom part of her lip. Either way, it is fat, swollen, bloody and busted. We have opted to not venture to the ER, as she is eating full carrots with ranch dip without pain. Off to get a start on my St. Patty's day with a big, frothy Guinness. Oh right, I can't have any alcohol or beer b/c it aggravates the yeast. Perfect.

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