I just IMed links to Baby-in-box to three friends. Cutest thing ever. Makes my loins ache for fatherhood, it does.
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Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[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.
Thanks, d. I think it's muscle rather than nerve, but I'm not sure. Will try some of the stretches I learned when I was in PT for my lower back and we discovered my real chronic issues were with my upper back and shoulders. (Not that I didn't know they were problems before--I just thought everyone lived with that kind of pain as a price of modern computerized life.)
Yes. My theory -- because your mind is alert and actually wanting to do something.
Exactly. I missed a chance to sing mezzo-soprano on this gorgeous old-school Latin choral piece today, even though there's nothing wrong with my vocal cords. And I can't edit my manuscript, because that would involve sitting up and wielding a pen. It's not even easy to get comfortable with a book. I'm bored.
When DH had sholder trouble our friend - a massage therapist had matt fold/ roll a towel or blanket so that when lying on it , it supported the sine and sholderblades. and then all he was suposed to do was put his arm straight out on the floor - that was enought of a strech. She all said lying on the bed and letting the arm hang down- so the weight of the arm is the strech. that is what is meant by gentle streches.
I am sorry this has been such a hard weekend for people.
in the news of me. My right ear hurt when I go up. ( boo) I have mostly ignored it , and it hasn't gotten worse ( this would be yay, but it isn't really better either) We wnet to costco and spent less than 100 dolllars ( yay) i have new workout pants ( yay ) I took a nap ( yay ) We went to the gym ( yay) we ate dinner a panera ( yay) and then I looked at their website for nutritional value ( boo) .
Here she seems to be doing her best Dean Martin impersonation.
That one made me grin and grin.
I seem to be having a day again. I feel guilty about it, because it's all just duck nibbles.
Today I have:
- woken up too early to take Paul to work.
- managed to rip my new diaper cover while cleaning it.
- got stuck in traffic on my way up to the comic book store to pick up a prize I won but cannot use.
- as a result, ran late getting to my mother's so that we could attempt to go do something.
- got stuck in even worse traffic on the way to something, causing us to get there and realize we wouldn't make it to the event we were going for.
- been stuck in a car for way too long with my mother driving, a cranky baby, and a growling stomach.
- realized that after gas and minimal groceries, half the week's budget is already gone.
- had the grocery bag rip on me as I was taking it out of the car.
On the plus side, my neighbors appear to have a chicken, which I discovered when I looked up to see it strolling casually through my lawn.
On the plus side, my neighbors appear to have a chicken, which I discovered when I looked up to see it strolling casually through my lawn.
This... is awesome.
On the plus side, my neighbors appear to have a chicken, which I discovered when I looked up to see it strolling casually through my lawn.
I'm planning to go to Daylesford with AS over the Melbourne Cup long weekend. The front-running B&B for our custom has ducks, geese and chooks roaming around the grounds. Not quite as cool as the Coffs Harbour resort that was home to a colony of eastern sea dragons, but a definite plus nonetheless.
I ha a friend who had a pet chicken. It acted as a watchdog. Watchchicken. It was a rooster, but it never crowed, that I heard.
Covered in bubbles!!
SO FREAKIN' CUTE! I am ded.
Cutiehead baby!!
Good to read the news Cashmere.
{{Susan}}
I'm tired. Was up early and did house stuff including clipping the dog. Went to Miami and had a nice visit with Alibelle. We were too late for the thing at UM so we shopped and ate and stuff. Then went to aunt's house where MIL is doing her post surgery recovery. Made people food and banana splits. Home now.
Bed soon.
Know what doesn't suck?
Being at the farmers market, buying some butter from ronnybrook, mentioning that my friend is jealous of my access to their creme fraiche, the dairy lady tossing some into my bag gratis, walking three tables over and buying some killer peaches, slicing the peaches into a bowl with some balsamic vingegar, and then (just now) dipping peach slices into creme fraiche to my heart's content.
THAT doesn't suck.