My only suggestion for the echidna is Lobo. Lobo Marunga.
Frozen whole green beans are my best friend. Owen loves them and they're crisp without the hassle of fresh.
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My only suggestion for the echidna is Lobo. Lobo Marunga.
Frozen whole green beans are my best friend. Owen loves them and they're crisp without the hassle of fresh.
Rough draft is written! Now off to quickly walk the dog and shower before heading off to class.
Can't believe I got that done. Nothing like a little adrenaline to get you going in the morning.
Karl/Karla would also be a nice name for an echidna.
How about Condoleeza Scalia von Rumscroft?
No no no, the echidna isn't evil enough. Helio Castr-r-r-roneves is way evil, with his dastardly schemes and twirling his moustache.
Juan Sanchez Villa-Lobos Ramirez, perhaps?
That isn't bad; but there's a D&D player in Australia who's called his character that, so I feel I shouldn't.
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My first thought was "Doesn't the sun do that?"
Gronk. Work should not be early.
Morning ev'one.
Still twitterpated.
My daughter only likes canned green beans. I don't know why.All three of my kids are the same way. When I serve fresh or frozen, they treat me like a traitor. I blame their father. I really should have taken his eating habits more seriously, when considering his proposal. I was all like *love* *hot* *funny*. Now I sit here, the mother of junkfood junkie spawn, and half corrupted myself.
Cindy, I'm reading From Here to Maternity--the specific chapter on The Toddler Diet. And laughing my ass off. Of course I can see myself stealing Owen's chocolate milk and secretly cramming his animal crackers in my face while he's blissfully unaware (having distracted him with an Elmo DVD so I can binge on his snacks).
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hate. Job.
I try to take a sane view of things, keep things in perspective, think, hey, it's OK to not be at work if I'm sick, or take a lunch break, or, work less than 50 hours a week.
However. The work? Hasn't gotten the memo. The conference attendees? Are total fucking spazzes. They definitely haven't gotten the memo that IT'S JUST A FUCKING CONFERENCE -*please* please please please just fucking relax already? kthxbye!
Cindy, I'm reading From Here to Maternity--the specific chapter on The Toddler Diet. And laughing my ass off. Of course I can see myself stealing Owen's chocolate milk and secretly cramming his animal crackers in my face while he's blissfully unaware (having distracted him with an Elmo DVD so I can binge on his snacks).Hee. I've never read it. I sneak cookies all the time though, because the kids expect me to be "fair" and I can't feed them the way I now eat (I didn't used to eat like this) or they'd be sick.
I miss baby food plums. Those were yummy.
Echidna name. Hmmm, Pokey. Pokey Pokerson?
Chololate Milk is good stuff, but unfortunately very expensive calorie wise.