When I get home I take off my clothes and put on something comfy, usually a tshirt and underwear

Does this mean you usually don't wear underwear out of the house??

ham and butter sandwich

Ham & butter? Just ham, butter & bread? Trying to picture....

Our grocery store makes a fabulous ham and butter sandwich. Baguette. Good ham, sliced thin. Good butter.

Perfection.

Bother, I can work again...

I think I am going to try using b.org just a little while I am at work. Not all the time, but sometimes...

This is how crack works, isn't it?

I can only get a babysitter on Tuesday and Thursday, and my hairdresser is only open MWF...but that's okay as she lets me bring Mal in and park him in the corner. Which is fine as long as we aren't doing color, as I don't want him exposed to the fumes. He's protected from the hair bits.

I don't really have gray. I have a few bright white hairs, but not enough or close enough together to make gray. I'm not sure how this happened, as my mom was completely gray by age 20, my dad was completely gray by 30 (the little bit of hair he had left), and my sister was completely gray by 30.

Quitter!

Ppffbbtt! I wouldn't be getting it cut "Hec-short" anyway, as I'm the one person that would make you say "You know, long hair is better." I look like Carol Burnett with any short cut.

I wish I were home in bed with JoJo (kitty) reading Harry Potter. This sounds heavenly right about now.

ChiKat-- no I wear underwear, I just phrased that badly.

I have these boxer sleep shorts I got at Lane Bryant a couple of summers ago that are so comfortable. I don't think they make anything like them and I haven't found anything like them recently.

I just got an e-mail from the coolest sounding potential roommate. He's a reporter for the Washington Post who lives in Boston but will be on assignment in Baghdad for the next six months. I can't think of which is cooler - that he's a reporter, or that he'd basically not live here for six months!

This is how crack works, isn't it?

Uh, yes. I mean, no, not at all!

ETA: woot! got the good math millenium slumber.

I can only get a babysitter on Tuesday and Thursday, and my hairdresser is only open MWF...but that's okay as she lets me bring Mal in and park him in the corner.

Those were the days. I took O in when he was still carseat-bound. He's now officially an uncontrollable force of nature.

Owen wouldn't sit still for me in the ped's office today. He hates being restrained in any way at. all.

But our doc pronounced his mobility, "Amazing!" So there's that. He also was cool with our lack of actual words. He told me the real verbal jump will likely occur between 18-24 months. He was even ok with our night-time bottle but I did say we're working on getting this over with by the end of the summer.

I don't think my OB would give me shit about color. I think I'll just wait a few weeks until I hit the second trimester and then look for something less chemically.

ChiKat-- no I wear underwear, I just phrased that badly.

Darn. My mind went to happy places for a moment.

ION, the BF suprised me today by coming by my office to take me out to lunch. Considering he works 50 miles away, that's quite a surprise! He's cool.