Alecya asked if someone had made me blush...I blush at the drop of a hat. I have that fair Scandanavian complexion (with rosy cheeks). If I become warm, I turn red. When I first wake up, I am flushed. When I drink, I turn red. And of course, when I am complimented or embaressed. It caused no end of difficulty when I started working at the dialysis center. I would have someone say something nice to me and not expect it and I'd be glowing like Rudolph's nose. Then the teasing would ensue and I would turn even redder. Anyway, the questions came from a conversation with B the other night.
I feel a bit as though I've crawled through this week. It hasn't been bad, it's just that the combination of work stuff and my allergies have made it feel slow. So I'm pleased that it's the weekend.
HippyChick and BeeDragon take off tomorrow for New Orleans for Mardi Gras weekend. So I'll be moving in to their house until they come back and getting some kittie love. I've also lined up a housesitting job next weekend with a dog! Yay!
Okay, I'm off to make my breakfast.