{{{ChiKat}}}

{{{juliana}}}

Hi, Steph! Welcome back!

I could use some you-can-do-it~ma. There's only a month left in the semester, and my reasonable mind tells me I can totally do this, but my emotional mind is a little out of whack about the whole thing.

I could use some you-can-do-it~ma. There's only a month left in the semester, and my reasonable mind tells me I can totally do this, but my emotional mind is a little out of whack about the whole thing.

Boy, do I hear that, vw. I understand this so very well. I tell you what, if I can do it, you can, too. We'll make it through together.

Wait, are they those Futurama brain worms where you suddenly get all smart and charming and get your life together? Cause I could use a case of those.

Much better than Star Trek screaming agony ones...they come out through your ears and stuff.

from last night:

Burrell, have you tried the flushable woven diaper liners with Isaac? They do seem to wick the moisture away from the skin pretty well, and would work with a diaper service diaper.

I hadn't tried them, but that sounds like the perfect solution. Danke!

So, those steroids? Still causing the eating thing. Just ate a pound of baby carrots. I *totally* didn't mean to!

vw loves carrots!

Well, I guess they were a good choice at least.

Wait, are they those Futurama brain worms where you suddenly get all smart and charming and get your life together?

Sorry. I thought they were sour gummy worms so I ate them all.

Everyone who thinks ND should post a picture of himself holding his Ovation (which also includes a glimpse of my darker hair next to the pretty statue) raise your hand!

Only one hand in the air, but it was waving through over 100 posts of catch-up. That should count extra, right?

Two neat things to share:

My dad is arriving today for a two week visit, and he's fun and great to have around so I'm thrilled!

There was much cleaning in preparation for said visit. One of the major cleaning things I did was spending ages getting cat hair off the couches. Ugh. I then covered the couches with cloths, because the couches themselves are kind of ugly. Then, I sat down on one of the couches and watched a little Buffy for a break (I'm working my way through again, and am now on S2). Rocky, the long-haired crazy oaf of a cat, immediately came over for pets, which is becoming fairly normal for him. Then he started rubbing all over my nice, clean couch! Then he went over and did the same on the other one. Then Freya, the little black cat, followed suit. Within 5 minutes, I had to de-hair the couches all over again!!! Ackpfth!

And responding to other news:

Juliana, it sounds like a rough day, but you can do it and soon you'll be in San Francisco where things will get better.

Crappy, non-birthday celebrating co-workers suck.

New Zealand!!

edited to clarify that not everything is about my dad and the annoying cute cat story.