Pregnancy test yesterday was positive. Don't tell my mother-in-law.
Nothing worse than a monster who thinks he's right with God.
Mal ,'Heart Of Gold'
Spike's Bitches 21 Gunn Salute
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
-t - Jan 11, 2005 5:47:13 am PST #3024 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Pix - Jan 11, 2005 5:47:54 am PST #3025 of 10002
The status is NOT quo.
-t!!! Wow!
Many congrats to you.
Lee - Jan 11, 2005 5:48:10 am PST #3026 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Woot, -t!
(I hope that's a wootable thing for you.)
-t - Jan 11, 2005 5:50:37 am PST #3027 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Very wootable. We've been trying for a year, and now I'm seesawing between elation and the realization that I don't know anything about anything.
Big week in tamaraland, that's for sure.
JZ - Jan 11, 2005 5:50:37 am PST #3028 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I thought that was it, -t! Felicitations!
ChiKat - Jan 11, 2005 5:50:51 am PST #3029 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
-t!!!!!
vw bug - Jan 11, 2005 5:51:49 am PST #3030 of 10002
Mostly lurking...
Yay! That's wonderful news, -t!
Ginger - Jan 11, 2005 5:51:59 am PST #3031 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Congratulations, -t. Another Buffista baby!
Tom Scola - Jan 11, 2005 5:52:52 am PST #3032 of 10002
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Yay, for -t!
I'm a little creeped out by Steph now, though.
Cashmere - Jan 11, 2005 5:54:20 am PST #3033 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
My twin sister and I took the SAT in 7th grade, too. I still remember the weird looks we got from the high school kids when we walked into the exam room. Although, I bet there are fewer weird looks nowadays.
DH dies bloody. He and O fell asleep at 8:30 last night. I used the next few hours to indulge in some premium X-Box time playing a new game (something I NEVER get to do anymore). I went to bed at midnight, but Owen woke up at 2:45. I got up with him and managed to get him back to sleep after 20 minutes and crawled back into bed. Owen stuck to his usual wake up time of 6:00 a.m. So I (mostly due to my own over-indulgence) I ended up with two blocks of sleep that were less than 3 hours. Not conducive to remaining coherent all day.
No problem. Owen's a champion napper and we'll make up for it with an hour and a half nap this morning. O dropped off promptly at 8:30 a.m. After I scramble around shutting off the lights, tv and letting the dogs out so they don't disturb us, I get to sleep around 8:45 a.m.
I am in the middle of the deepest sleep when I hear DH softly calling from the hallway. "I didn't want you to be startled. I forgot something for work." He came in and kissed me (how sweet). I could barely open my eyes to acknowledge his presence. I wouldn't have known he'd been in the house had he not called out. Of course Owen heard him. As soon as DH's feet left the bottom stair, O started crying. I looked at the clock. 9:15.
DH went back to work and I'm stuck here bleary-eyed with a wide-awake baby.