Going out = bad. Except here today, because we have a pocket thermal going on. It leaves tonight, and I'll miss it.
Give back the warmth! It's been cold here! I mean, not Toronto cold, or anywhere-east-of-Vancouver-cold, really, but still. It has been in the minuses for over a week! Down to -8 at night! It snowed, and the
snow
stayed on the
ground!
There is still some out there! Come on, it is freakin' January, I should be able to post taunty pictures of trees in blossom at the end January!
Um, hi again everyone. Just popping in from lurkerville to say that Vancouver is having "cold" weather, and we are spoiled and don't like it.
Minor skippage to say "Nope, haven't been to Pylea. Just transit hell." Man, everytime I go out alone, it's like the invasion of Normandy. Without bodies.(I'm not really disappointed.) Working for civil liberties rules, though.(There are some major rich lefties in this town.)
P-C, would love to tell you it gets better but I'm older and only about a half-step ahead of you.I am happy that my Fake Hometown would be a good place for you, and I really must visit because I suspect it's creepy, knowing so much about a city you've never seen, for real.
Yay for sj's and vw's good news.
Sorry to hear about Gud's bad news. I'll keep a good thought for you.
I feel really lame saying this, because it is not like I ever talk much, but brackets and good thoughts go out to all y'all, even when it is silently done in my head.
I read an article in a Parents' mag about women trying to lose weight--when they calculated the extra calories they were getting from finishing off their kids' plates they were shocked. I'm determined to avoid this but I also feel bad about throwing food away.
It's going to end up in one can or another. Why make it your own?
Chantilly creme? Man, I'd be bopping Emmett over the head an stuffing him in a closet to eat his share.
To be fair, he ate most of his crepe and enjoyed it. It was just filling. This was on our outing with erinaceous.
Yeah, I'm picking up the phone for Chinese now. Spicy curry chicken, egg rolls and crab rangoon. Yum.
Nice. Now you've made me tangentially hanker for the excellent Thai place down the street, and I've already eaten. Gah! I shall eat there tomorrow, I resolve, or perhaps the great Italian place further down the street where the cute server lass likes me. My life is a jigsaw puzzle and I'm wearing boxing gloves.
Sean! Ok -- better than in a while.
I have a new computer and am almost done with my MA. End of April, hu-fucking-zzah.
It's going to end up in one can or another. Why make it your own?
It's bad enough the dogs are probably going to gain 10 lbs by the time O gets to be 4. I need to get a picture of the audience he has when he eats finger food. The dogs and the cat are perched around him like gargoyles waiting for him to drop Cheerios and cheese cubes.
The dogs and the cat are perched around him like gargoyles waiting for him to drop Cheerios and cheese cubes.
See the pets eliminate the Cheerio pickup which comprises a full 50% of all toddler related parenting.
