From Shog and the CollegeHumor crew, have a vid about a sexually confused ninja (if another vid loads, Sexually Confused Ninja is in the sidebar). (NWS)
This toy reminds me of The Diamond Age: Or, A Young Lady's Illustrated Primer, by Neal Stephenson. Big Niece may be receiving it for Christmas. Little Niece may be receiving this version of it. (I have yet to decide upon Biggest Niece's gift. *frets*)
I went to see my brother's new place yesterday and visit with him, SiL, and the girls. Big Niece insisted that I return to tuck her in later that evening, which Shog and I did (Big Niece is getting over her fear about "Uncle Beard," which is good). During our visit, one of the heaters (which was covered in dust) got turned on. It was alarming to smell what we thought was a fire in the new (albeit old) house, but that got sorted quickly. Big Niece was a bit troubled by the notion of fire, but when I looked in on Little Niece, she was bouncing about her crib completely unconcerned. I picked her up for a hug (bad Aunt Iuls! I'm not supposed to be picking up anything over 12 pounds); she was too adorable!
In other news, because I just cannot give up bread, I'm trying some low-carbohydrate recipes for it this week. One is for a pumpkin bread. *dances; hopes* I'll let you know how that goes.
Also? Grilled artichokes are the best. Veggies. Evah!
Oh, and this resting bullshit is getting on my nerves; I've decided to be well, right now. (I'll let you know how that goes, too.)
P.S. This is what I woke up to, this morning (ugly shoes need washing, apparently):