You start with someone wanting to know more about Valkyries, which leads to discovering that The Amazing Mackerel Pudding Plan is on sale, which leads to trying to try the new recipe for naan (alas, no yogurt), which leads to discovering ick on a blender part (which leads to suds and scrubs), which leads to reloading your Amazon shopping cart for the fifth time in five minutes, but this time you see the IMPORTANT MESSAGE that "the price of Supreme Chinchilla Bathing Sand (64-oz container) has decreased from $7.41 to $5.93 since you placed it in your Shopping Cart," which leads to an urgent ripping open of stockpiled Amazon gift certificates, which - perhaps inexplicably - leads to requesting that Mike be put on the renter's insurance (his trophies must be protected?), which leads to me realizing that I need to create excuses to use "q.v." more. In fact, I think this is the first time I've used it, and that hardly counts.
Last night I was playing with the girls in the playpen while Mike cleaned their hamitat, and they were being so frisky that I had to grab the camera. Of course, it was late, and dark, and right now it's much lighter and they're being even cuter, plus the environment is free of twee pellets, but does that mean I will make a new video, perhaps using the actual camcorder and not just the video function on the pocket camera? No. You get the dark, grainy video without sound, because no one needs to hear my hamtalk.
(Except Edith and Pepper, aka Seedith and Pepperpot. If you notice in the video that there are two darker-than-the-rest-of-the-dark shapes, those are our girls.)
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