Oh dear, I didn't. (I was Skipper McSkipperton yesterday.) I did figure that maybe my credit might take a slight hit in some way from all of this, but I don't see myself needing excellent credit for anything big in the immediate future, so it's worth a bit of not-greatness now so it will be better when it counts.
Jayne (Husband): Oh, I think you might wanna reconsider that last part. See, I married me a powerful ugly creature. Mal (Wife): How can you say that? How can you shame me in front of new people? Jayne (Husband): If I could make you purtier, I would. Mal (Wife): You are not the man I met a year ago.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[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.
Lilty Cash - Feb 16, 2005 11:05:41 am PST #1455 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Susan W. - Feb 16, 2005 11:05:41 am PST #1456 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Someone on dailykos just linked to the following Newsweek article about parenting in an age of anxiety:
Interesting stuff.
Maria - Feb 16, 2005 11:09:42 am PST #1457 of 10001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
Topic!Cindy - Feb 16, 2005 11:10:54 am PST #1458 of 10001
What is even happening?
Gud, I like Mere. Are you reading the actual Bible at all, though? If not, try Luke.
§ ita § - Feb 16, 2005 11:23:45 am PST #1459 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Slacker mom article also on MSNBC: [link]
Lilty Cash - Feb 16, 2005 11:25:02 am PST #1460 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Thanks, MFN! I hadn't thought of keeping long-standing accounts open. The rates are all too astronomical to feel good about using, even as emergency "Winifred the Echo is sick" cards, but maybe it's worth not closing them all, at least right away. I'll throw them in the freezer until it's decision making time.
Topic!Cindy - Feb 16, 2005 11:27:04 am PST #1461 of 10001
What is even happening?
Maybe the slacker mom article will be more my style. I couldn't get through the first one, because I was too busy rolling my eyes at the perfectionism.
Java cat - Feb 16, 2005 11:32:55 am PST #1462 of 10001
Not javachik
Timelies. I just got back from driving a coworker to the emergency room where her husband was taken with nausea and cold sweats. I hope it's the flu and not a heart attack. They both take transit and the hospital isn't transit accessible.
Congratulations, PC! on the letter from the physicist. Your parents will enjoy reading it, I'll bet.
More on credit scoring from THE credit scoring company: [link]
Susan W. - Feb 16, 2005 11:34:38 am PST #1463 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Maybe the slacker mom article will be more my style. I couldn't get through the first one, because I was too busy rolling my eyes at the perfectionism.
Huh. I thought the article was very anti-perfectionism. But in a way that made me realize it's not just me putting pressure on myself, it's the whole current Culture of Motherhood.
Beverly - Feb 16, 2005 11:37:51 am PST #1464 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Huh. Who knew I was a slacker mom? Well, I did. But I figured it was more important that they did stuff with me than that I took them to somebody who did stuff with them professionally. I mean, laying out on the grass in the backyard with a couple of magnifying glass and making up stories about the ants we were watching was a whole lot more fun for them and for me, than a guided tour of the natural science center, with a quiz after. We did the NSC, too, and the Planetarium, but it was much more relaxed and less programmed.
I had acres of free time when I was growing up. I wanted as much of that for my kids as I could give them. Given, of course, that idle hands get into mischief, and they needed at least modest supervision. They got motivated on their own soon enough, and joined things. But it was their choice, not mine or DH's.