Ladybugs and ringtones

Ladybugs...A ladybug had been living on my desk on the third floor for a while now. I brought it downstairs last night and gave it sugar water and then today I released it into the potted strawberry plants outside. I was worried it would be too cold, but Jameson said he just saw a bunch of them up at the cabin he was at this past weekend, so hopefully it is all okay. I certainly don't want to kill it. But I don't really want it living in the house either. Sooner or later Grace will notice it and it'd be a goner.

Ringtones...Tony is a hacker at heart and he figured out how to make our own ringtones for our new phones, rather than having to buy some. He wanted, for some reason, to have Carmina Burana ring when I call him. He says he means that in a good way...I hope so. :-) We wanted his ringtone on my phone to be Mama Said Knock You Out because, for some unknown reason, that is his theme song (yes, inside my white boy husband is a big black man trying to get out). But I guess we only have it on tape, so I did the next best thing: Damn It Feels Good to be a Gangsta. From Office Space. For my normal ring I did the Gorillaz' Clint Eastwood (I'm happy, I'm feeling glad, I got sunshine in a bag, I'm useless, but not for long...the future is comin' on, is comin' on) since that, for an equally unknown reason, is one of my theme songs. Though I guess I gotta run for the phone if there are kids around and Tony calls.