I'm probably a weirdo, but I took that lifelong commitment thing seriously, as did DH. And as a lifelong commitment, I had to look beyond our offsprings' childhoods, to the point where they would be independent adults with their own lives, around which I will be a part of the periphery.

My soulmate, the person with whom I spent the before-kids and am spending the after-kids parts of my life, is the one I need to think about long-term.

The kids were a more-intense sort of love in a completely different vein, driven not only by a process of discovery of their unique personalities, which is how I build relationships outside of family, and learning to like them because of and in spite of personality differences, but by a biology- and hormone-driven fierce imperative to protect and nurture. That imperative lessened over time, as they took on more and more responsibility for themselves. But the discovery and liking more and more of their personalities grew into its own sort of love, both connected to and separate from the protection impulse.

For the space of our kids' childhoods, the intensity of DH's and my relationship took a slight step back. But both of us knew it was (relatively) short-term. And that's the way it's turned out. FWIW.

Yep.

Or to up the dramatic tension.

Really, putting her in jeopardy just doesn't really do it. Mainly because I"m pretty confident that she'll be fine.

Putting Dixon in the hospital, though, was a bit heart stopping cause they could totally kill him off. Which would be sad making.

JEALOUS over the just getting dressed thing!

I think I may not even go that far. Turns out, there are people who will bring food right to my door if I pay them enough.

I think the Coffee bean can wait until tomorrow.

Ha. Poor bean.

Dixon just keeps getting sexier. Vaughn's still working the residual dirrty priest lust he engendered, and ... well, Jack's not sexy, exactly, but I still want one.

Which has nothing to do with anything, except everything.

Okay, the watching the thermals thing? Totally made me sad! If I'm ever buried alive and all of my loved ones could only watch the progress of my being saved by watching thermals on a screen... well, don't. It's too pin-needle sad.

I loved the schmoopiness of Vaughn and the dancing. LOVES HIM.

S Why is Syd explaining the tech stuff to Marshall? Lame and silly.

"This guy he buried you alive." "Yeah but he cheated. He hit me with a car first."

Funny.

I think the explanation made sense in that she's got field experience, and he's got less than none.

Perkins! I'm just getting dressed, too! If you bother, that is.

Of course, I work from home, and need to do laundry, which may explain why I'm only now throwing on clothes (and only because I have to go pick up Paul).

Perkins, I taped Eyes, and may actually watch it before I go to bed. I forgot there was no new OC tonight.

Now I think I may actually get all the way dressed for the first time today just so I can go over to the Grove and have a Moroccan mint latte thing.

JEALOUS over the just getting dressed thing!

Heh. The Friday of the weekend that Perkins and SA visited, I stayed in my pajamas for all but -- what? 3 hours, maybe? I got dressed only b/c sushi was the payoff.

Yeah. That. I get it. But still, this episode seems to be lots of roll switching.

Also, the hepatitis line is funny as hell.