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I am a domestic goddess

I was on a serious tear this weekend. I got so much done. Including one of the things on my list of 43 Things!

In a nutshell:

I went to my sister's on Friday night and babysat my niece. I left there Sat at 9:30am, picked up my old engagement ring in VT (it was on consignment and they couldn't sell it. Grr.), put up my new curtains, wrapped presents, worked on my thesis, baked banana bread, cleaned my apartment/unpacked more, and had dinner with Friendster Guy. Then Sunday I baked a flourless chocolate cake [from my list of 43 Things - now replaced with "Update my address book".], wrapped the presents that I had to put together before wrapping, did groceries, worked on my thesis, took a nap, cooked dinner and went to bed. Phew!

P.S. I also tried posting something from YouTube yesterday but they don't yet seem to accept Blogger Beta. Dang it. I guess that's the Beta part of Beta.

Comments

Sock Girl said…
I've posted from YouTube on beta. Maybe blogger was just having a kiniption?
Sock Girl said…
Oh... I just noticed you've linked to son of Granny. Did you know Granny is back in the blogosphere?
http://spinningtumor.blogspot.com/
Sassy Pants said…
Thanks for Granny's link Sock Girl! I was wondering what had happened to her.

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