Mamacita says:  I wore a strapless bra to school yesterday, owing to shoulder-and-sleeve complications concerning my sweater. It wasn’t anything sexy; I couldn’t be that lucky. When I got home, I slipped off the bra and draped it over the wastebasket next to my computer chair. Whew, that felt better.

Then I forgot about it.

Until tonight, when Belle came home for a few hours, and brought her friend N with her. Bless his heart, he sat by that humongous thing for over an hour and never said a word. And you KNOW he saw it; the thing is as big as a mixing bowl. Two mixing bowls.

It’s actually far too big for me, but when I find one that will stay up, I feel obligated to buy it, even though it’s channeling Pyrex.

Too bad I didn’t remember it being there till after they’d left. It’s still here, in fact. From this angle, it looks like a hibernating albino turtle.

I really should be more careful where I fling my underwear. Visitors will start to think I have a life, when the truth is, I’m just messy.

Dear sweet Lu, that pen you sent me caused a near-riot in class this morning. I keep it in my checkbook (I like to watch the cashier’s face), but today, I pulled it out of my purse to make some gradebook entries, and when I absent-mindedly turned it upside down to try and erase something and pressed down on it, it went off. The students were taking a quiz and they looked up at the sound, saw it in my hand, and the whole room exploded.

It was fantastic. Thank you.