In which I find a name for the color of my carpet

One could call it "Oreo cookie." I dropped one and the colors blended so perfectly that I couldn't find the cookie, even when I was using a flashlight.

I can prove that I've done battle with the car jack. I have a blister on my hand. I just noticed it when I was washing my hair. And my various limbs hurt. But I did battle and I triumphed -- Thanks to God -- and my dad. :-)

I think this chick needs some sleep . . . I heart you!
~MK