Timelies. I've been working all day. ~ma and hugs and love to everyone. I read, and ~ma'd like mad as I did it.
Cindy made me sniffle. I always hated that pooh story. I don't like magic to end.
For your amusement, a story: First: Aidan usually has a very high-pitched sweet angel voice. It's very charming when he's being cute.
So, I was just changing Aidan. He's gotten very good at getting diapers off while still wearing his clothes, which we haven't discovered until his pants are wet, so we switched to pull-ups (aka britches in our house), which he hasn't yet conquered. He got very upset with me when I went to put the clean ones on, total kicking screaming got away from me and started to run thing. I said, "Oh, blast it, hold still! I have to put on your...your.. britches!" Just as I said britches he shouted in a darth-vader voice of doom, "PANTIES!"
(sits around admiring the cat and thinking about sightseeing)
-t, how many bookshelves do you folks have, anyway?
Aidan is of the cute with his lil manties.
PS - Sparky, what with the cost of transport and hellacious commute times, I'm still hoping to work in Alameda County.
Jilli can be like Steve Martin. Have the cards made up and it will take care of the problem.
Cindy, NO FAIR MAKING ME WEEPY!!!
Just as I said britches he shouted in a darth-vader voice of doom, "PANTIES!"
Heh. Boys can wear panties. But we call them "britches", too. Or, more commonly, "shitty britches".
"Alameda" always makes me think of Chekhov in that Star Trek with the whales looking for "nuclear wessels" there and the people are all "WTF?"
Yup, that's scene is the now-defunct Alameda Naval Air base.
I need a Bitch slap. I had another meeting with Obnoxious!Team. It was ugly. They kept asking me "Did you fix my bug?" and I'd say "What bug? Did you send it this week?" "No, I sent it in March sometime."
This is a question I cannot answer without access to my E-mail.
I hate them, and they disapprove of me, and they probably think my new employer got a bum deal.
Remind me that I don't care what stupid people think.
Betsy, you don't care what stupid people think, and these are supremely stupid people.
Betsy, remember: 100 years. All new people.
Hell, JUNE -- all new people.
Betsy, people are stupid and they suck. New job will be better.
Did your Chaste Moon arrive?