OMG! I've just realized why pictures of UN nominee Bolton make me feel so weird! Dye that moustache blond and remove some lines--and he's my boyfriend from college! Ahhh!
I knew Joe was going to go weird.
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OMG! I've just realized why pictures of UN nominee Bolton make me feel so weird! Dye that moustache blond and remove some lines--and he's my boyfriend from college! Ahhh!
I knew Joe was going to go weird.
Oh, connie, I don't mean to ignore the trauma of the ex's resemblance to Bolton, but lordy, that article makes my heart go pitter-pat:
... a Republican-controlled Senate committee scrapped plans for a vote in favor of a fresh look at allegations of unbecoming conduct.
"A fresh look at allegations of unbecoming conduct" -- I don't think I've ever heard prettier words attached to a Bush nominee.
I don't think I've ever heard prettier words attached to a Bush nominee.
If what that staffer said in her letter is true, then the man is a raving loon.
But, dude, typing that? Major buzzkill.
I am eating See's chocolates sent to us for National Library Week. It is a good week to be a librarian.
We got m&m's from Lexis. It was the best gift they've sent in ages. I could have scored two, if I hadn't been so honest. They came in video containers, and a friend thought that it was really some video on Lexis. No See's, though.
I love the term man-ho.
Lily had her first post-discharge appointment today. She's gaining back the weight lost post-birth, her stinky umbilical stump looks and smells just as it should (which, those of you who plan to sprog should know, is Gross and Grosser: it basically rots off), and, of course, she's cute as a button.
As it was an insanely lovely spring day, we decided to drive home via Lake Washington. At some point on the drive, we thought hey, let's stop at Seward Park, where one thing lead to another and we wound up walking the whole two and a half mile trail. This is the most I've walked since I was put on bedrest at the end of October. Needless to say, I was rubber-legged at the end of it, even with our occasional breaks for baby feeding and rest.
Awww...
TICKYBOX!!!
Plei, your beuatiful zen baby girl has rendered me incabable of any coherent conversation. All I can do is sit in a corner and yell out "TICKYBOX!!!" at random intervals.
I hope you're happy....
baby!
Holy crap, connie. Like your real ex-boyfriend?? Or someone who looks like your ex?
And...
TICKYTICKYTICKY!! Awwww....