I just discovered I made a giant mistake the day before I went on vacation last month. God. Guess I really needed that vacation.

At the risk of talking too much about baby poo,

Oh dear. When I posted yesterday about Nora's gift basket to her new-parent neighbors, I suggested Nora offer to discuss anything but poo with her neighbors not because I wouldn't want to hear about it (because boy howdy would I ever be in the wrong profession if I didn't want to hear about poo), but rather because I thought the new parents would be tired of talking about it and would welcome the opportunity to discuss something else.

So please, Bitch moms, talk about your baby's poo and stop only if/when you don't feel like talking about it any more.

And now I'm off to work, where I'll be up to my eyeballs in baby poo.

t smooches Jen before the poo gets to her

{{Susan}} My condolences to you and your family.

vw, with such a busy day ahead of you I hope you're able to get a bit downtime to re-charge, as needed.

That, on top of the whole family health drama, has pushed me into a mass of giggling what-the-fuck-everness.

What Cindy Said. In fact, I nod along with Cindy so often that I might as well just change my tag. But I won't. The skittles one hasn't gotten stale yet.

I don't think I'll be working on my arms at the gym for a few days. My left shoulder and tricep are very, very hurty right now. I've taken some Tylenol but it hasn't kicked in yet.

vw, with such a busy day ahead of you I hope you're able to get a bit downtime to re-charge, as needed.

I'm getting some right now, actually. My first appointment was REALLY fast and easy (thank goodness, 'cause I was dreading it). I got there early and was home before the appointment time. So, that was nice...

Poor meara! I hope you feel better soon.

You must be Windows 95 because you gots me so unstable.

Ahahahaha!!!! You know, this line would probably work on me, because it's so endearingly geeky.

One of my favorite pickup lines is one that was used on my college roommate. A guy came up to her in a bar and said "Hi! Can I interest you in a pizza and a fuck?" And when she just glared at him, he asked "What? You don't like pizza?"

Another one I like is "Do you believe in love at first sight, or do I have to walk by you again?"

My favorite is "Nice boots. Wanna fuck?" Simple, direct, classic.

You know, this line would probably work on me, because it's so endearingly geeky.

But he's calling you a MS OS! Those are fighting words!

Lines that have worked on me: "Hello." and "Can I kiss you now?" I'm not a complex woman.

My favorite is "Nice boots. Wanna fuck?" Simple, direct, classic.

A college friend's band had a song with this title, so it's forever burned in my brain as being sung (shouted) by a punk rocker who looks like Quentin Tarantino if he raided David Bowie's wardrobe.

Raq, Emmett got so constipated he was impacted. No Fun Whatsoever! Mineral oil works very quickly and you can just mix it in with juice or whatever. It's perfectly safe. That was our pediatrician's recommendation, and it worked very well. He also advocated putting dark corn syrup in with the formula - it's a natural laxative and easy for infants to digest. (Emmett was right about Mal's age during The Troubles.) Of course, this is also when we had to use suppositories.