I'd do A if I were feeling nice, D if not.

I'd put the laundry items that fell onto my balcony, into a bag, and leave the bag in front of their front door or on the stairwell.

I'm a heathen who thinks adults with kids should occasionally do adult things without the kids.

That can be tricky time-wise.

And money-wise and sitter-wise. We're lucky if we get out once every other month together.

Raquel, I'd be DYING to try e. But a sounds best.

Cashmere, you forgot, "And energy-wise."

Scott and I are fortunate, in that both of our mothers are willing to babysit if we need them. There are plenty of non-expensive things a couple can do together, without the kids. There's nothing wrong or expensive about packing a bag, and having lunch or supper at a park, for example. But we're darned tired.

Morning, all. I just got off the phone with my cousin, who is like my little sister. She had a miscarriage a couple of weeks ago and is feeling very down. I feel for her and wish I could meet her for coffee and give hugs, but we are both too busy this morning. Sometimes it feels like everyone in the world has fucked up priorities, you know? Anyway, poor K.

aw, man, GC, that really sucks. Hugs to your cousin. And you!

Is Skippy McSkipperson to say Bonjour, Bitches!

ETA: And now, must run, as I am starving and my 2 euro are almost up in Le Internet Machine. It's amazing what you'll pay for on the road. Like the 12 swiss franc I spent on a shower at a place called "McClean" yesterday. Worth every penny.

Bonjour Lilty! Commez tallez vousezizzle?

::wonders if they'll notice she never took French::

wonders if they'll notice she never took French

They certainly have noticed I have. I thought I may get a t-shirt that says "Stupid American" to end the suspense before I walk up to the counter.

One of the signs that the WBB was the one for me was that hanging out with him was more fun than hanging out without him 90% of the time.

Ditto. Most of the time, even if I'm just watching TV, it's more fun to have P. there to snark with.

I'm always perplexed by couples who go to parties, and then never leave each other's side (or lap) all night.

For me, it's just about shyness. If I know people, it's one thing, but when I don't know many other people I'm more comfortable with him there. Plus, the above about having him there to snark with applies.

ION, I was attacked by a rogue chocolate in the office kitchen that shot melted creamy chocolate down the front of my shirt. I just hope the stain comes out in the wash, because I like this shirt, darn it.