I loved the Lily picture before, but "Lily Destroyer of Sleep" is my favorite caption ever!
Well, you'd better not be thinking what I think you're thinking, because my answer is the same as always — no threesomes unless it's boy-boy-girl. Or Charlize Theron.
Harmony ,'First Date'
Spike's Bitches 24: I'm Very Seldom Naughty.
[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.
Stephanie - May 28, 2005 2:23:07 am PDT #1499 of 10001
Trust my rage
Cashmere - May 28, 2005 2:39:26 am PDT #1500 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
I think my favorite picture of Lily might be the Lily Aaargh shot, but the one where she's lying on her right side, all in pink is wonderful, too, as are all the others, so I can't actually pick a favorite. She's filling out wonderfully, too
Cindy is me. Plei, that is the best pregnancy picture I've ever seen (I love the hair!).
also, BABY TOOOOOOES!!!!
Topic!Cindy - May 28, 2005 2:43:36 am PDT #1501 of 10001
What is even happening?
I loved the Lily picture before, but "Lily Destroyer of Sleep" is my favorite caption ever!Yes. Plus, truth in advertising.
Cindy is me. Plei, that is the best pregnancy picture I've ever seen (I love the hair!).I think that hallmark glow eluded me. I know it eluded me while pregnant with Chris. I'll have to look through the photos of my pregnancy with Ben. I'm pretty sure I just looked tired in them all, though.
Topic!Cindy - May 28, 2005 2:54:52 am PDT #1502 of 10001
What is even happening?
Cashmere, insent.
Cashmere - May 28, 2005 3:07:54 am PDT #1503 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Cindy, back atcha. Sorry to leave you hanging like that.
vw bug - May 28, 2005 3:42:01 am PDT #1504 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Oh, Erin! How very frustrating. I'm so sorry!
PMM, Lily is just too sweet for words. I swear, these Buffista babies are about the cutest things ever.
Timelies, everyone!
I'm off in a moment to do more quilting. I have my coffee and am a happy girl. I wish my dog would eat (he hasn't eaten since we came to my parents'), but oh well. If he gets hungry enough, he will, right?
JZ - May 28, 2005 3:58:16 am PDT #1505 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Very, very bad boy, Erin. When he calls back and tries to make it up to you, he should be disciplined. Severely.
Plei is so stunningly beautiful it slays me.
And ohhhh, sweet lovely full-head-of-hair Zen-baby wth SO MANY TOES. Ten. Built for nibbling. Mmmmm. Toes. Also, I've heard tell that the bottoms of the feet are excellent for blowing raspberries, if you're into that sort of thing, but who isn't? Baby feet, man.
vw bug - May 28, 2005 4:03:17 am PDT #1506 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Baby feet, man.
I know! So, so cute!
JZ, what are you doing up so early on a Saturday morning?
P.M. Marc - May 28, 2005 4:06:00 am PDT #1507 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
JZ, I see you found your picture!
She's filling out wonderfully, too.
She's a butterball. All round cheeks and tummy and limbs. She's getting so big! People keep saying she's so small, but that's because they didn't see her six and a half weeks ago, when she was really tiny. Gah. So true about them growing up so fast...
Erin, he better have a good excuse, like he was hit by a dog driving a bus with his homework on it.
JZ - May 28, 2005 4:14:17 am PDT #1508 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Emmett woke up in a coughing fit, all tangled in his sheets and the mosquito netting over his bed, and David got up and did some cosseting and rearranging and smoothing down, and staggered back to bed, and now he and Emmett have both dropped back off to sleep (Emmett is still coughing a bit, but not enough to wake himself up) but I am Awake.
There is a mound of laundry up to my kneecaps in our bedroom. I'm seriously thinking about just giving up and forking over the biggish cash for the pay-by-the-pound laundry service at the laundromat down the street. The whole laundry deal is such a massive, irritating timesuck if you have a partner and both of you have jobs, and the extra laundry generated by Little League dirt and sweat is just arrrgh.
Whine whine whine. I was going to be a brilliant actor and write the Great American Catholic Feminist Absurdist Novel and I'm married to the most brilliant person I've ever met, and instead we are drowning in craxy commutes and ridiculous overtime hours and other minutiae. And stinky socks. Feh.
Conclusion? Awake before 6 a.m. = serious whinybutt.