'War Stories'
[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.
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.
Cashmere, insent.
Cindy, back atcha. Sorry to leave you hanging like that.
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?
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.
Baby feet, man.
I know! So, so cute!
JZ, what are you doing up so early on a Saturday morning?
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.
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.
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?
My first thought on that shot. Plei! What a lovely preggo picture. Radiant indeed. Lily is a doll baby.
Erin, so sorry about the sucky boy. Fool.
I had heart distress reading meara's tale of lost tickets. I have so been there, alas not always finding the lost item after digging through the trash.
I had fun last night. Invited the back door neighbors over to shoot pool on the new table. We all work so much we never see each other except to wave from our cars. It was great to play.
Bitch question: How does one remove negative energy from a house? Said neighbors live in his parents old house. They bought it from his mother about 6 years ago. It is a wonderful house that they have spent a fortune upgrading, expanding, and improving. His business and life are tied to this community. She has grown to hate his business due to people disappointments over the years, and she is convinced that the house has bad energy from the negativity of her MIL for 30 years prior. She wants to move far far away and start over. This is a big source of conflict for them. She has renovated to the extent that nothing resembles the former house. Twice as big, new floors, new appliances, new cabinets, etc. Yet, she still hasn't made it hers and rid the house of this negative energy she feels. Any ideas on helping her get past this?
Laura, one of my friends swears by burning those little bundles of sage -- memfaulting on the name of the ritual -- smudging, or something like that?
If she's more formally spiritually inclined, I think some religions will happily send clergy over to a house that's had a lot of unhappiness and do a sort of not-quite-an-exorcism cleansing ritual.