FAY! My stupid brother was supposed to be in Egypt all fall and I was all excited to hook you guys up and then he went and made his own damn decisions and it all fell apart. Which, yeah, he's 30 and all, but still. I'd have made much better decisions, and he would have met Fay.

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Thanks for the update, Hec. I'm so proud of all three of you.

Thanks, brenda. As a parent you're often keenly aware of the fuckups. But every once in a while you steer the boat through whitewater rapids and rocky shoals and it's the skillful piloting that makes the difference. Not often. But sometimes. It felt like that today.

Also, in me-related news - I have now lost 18lb.

Huzzah! Though, I thought you were absolutely perfect before so I'm dubious that this is necessarily an improvement. As you were already the zenith of charm and desirability it's not like you had anywhere to go. But congratulations. Your hard work is paying off. Maybe some more Fay pictures would be a good idea?

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Cass, sorry about that-- I had AIM closed and didn't realize I was logged in still.

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Ple, I have to say that at one point he reminded me quite a lot of you, and how much Buffy's admission of feeling both superior and inferior resonated with you. Because on top of all his admission of nervousness and anxiety, as we walked toward the ball fields he said, "Do you think I'm legendary?" in all seriousness.

Huh. Y'know, I'm not sure how I feel about this. *g*

Other things I'm not sure of: how I feel about Freaks and Geeks.

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Cass, is it time to go to the doctor? I hope you get better, soon.

I don't even think you need the bubble anymore, Cindy. I am actually feeling better every day. Just some chest congestion that still needs to clear out really. And a little sinus stuff but mostly I am feeling much better. I just tend to post about the plague more its making me hurt.

Darling exBF and his wife got some new furniture so I pretended to help with the arrangement and such. In reality, I sort of was moral support and then we sat around in front of the fire drinking wine.

Also? California Kings? Huge beds. Whoa.

I had AIM closed and didn't realize I was logged in still.

No worries at all.

I just shockingly skipped a brazilian posts cause it's late and I am tired.

I sort of thought I had content but I don't. But crushes are good. Jars should trust in this.

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Saw that coming.

Yeah, you win at life.

Um...it all depends on what, besides drinking, happened until 4AM, doesn't it now?

Yes, yes it does.

Also, the best thing about booooring James Blunt is that we now have a brand new and oft-used bit of rhyming slang.

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So does he like Buffy?

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Hec, did you get my BuffistaRawks info request email I sent you the other day to aol?

ETA: Fay! Go you with the plan and its desired results!

I'm up too early. Bah. it's snowing, though, and kind of pretty.

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I'm old and decrepit.

Feh. I’m older and decrepiter than the lot of ya. Bow before my age and decrepocity.

Owen may be just like Dad, but oh my does he look like Cashmere in the bathtub picture. Cutie Patootie.

Bitches, I went to Target and managed to find the Isaac Mizrahi tulle skirt. It rocks.

I was at Target yesterday and they had almost no skirts at all. Or dresses for that matter. It was frustrating. I did buy 4 baby t’s ($5 each) and a pair of long pants since it might get chilly someday. Also, the sequin on net alteration sounds delish.

I didn’t last until SNL. I need to finish my book before book club meeting on Thursday so I went to bed at 9:30 to get some pages in. Asleep by 9:35. I may try earlier in the day today. It used to be so easy to read for an hour or so before sleep. Now 5 minutes and crash. See above old and decrepit.

Emmett did very well on his tryouts, was flawless in the field and is not only moving up to Triple-A, he seems to be looking forward to it.

Yay! It is so difficult to watch them being stressed. Particularly when you know they are going to do great.

Also Jars! Yay for crushes!

Yay Fay! Well done my dear.

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It took some effort on my part to limit my response to "No, I don't." instead of, "Listen golden boy, you are undoubtedly a legend in your own mind, but don't expect to coast through life on a little dab of native athletic ability and your long flowing locks. You ain't the second coming of Mickey Mantle by a longshot."

It's a hard line to walk to keep a kid's ego intact without dampening their enthusiasm.

To be fair, he really dealt with it well and faced down his fears and performed very well under a lot of pressure. For the tryouts you're out on a ball field with literally 14 coaches sitting there in lawn chairs, marking off your skill level from 1-9 in 12 different categories. It'd be intimidating for anybody.

My sibs and I participated in sports from an early age and I remember this stress and pressure. It's fun but it's also damn intimidating. Good for Emmett.

Also, in me-related news - I have now lost 18lb.

That's AWESOME, Fay!!!

I appear to have fallen tits over arse in crush with the bloke. That's okay, right?

Totally OK and sweet.

I am actually feeling better every day. Just some chest congestion that still needs to clear out really. And a little sinus stuff but mostly I am feeling much better.

I'm glad you're feeling better, Cass.

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