Hah! sarameg, when my bro and I were growning , we got all kinds of healthy shit. We ate granola and yogurt back when people still looked at you funny. Then my sister came along and suddenly sugar cereal and stuff were allowed in the house. I think by that point my dad was doing most of the shopping, and she had him around her finger from day one.

Whole wheat pastry flour is ground much finer than the usual whole wheat flour. But to each her own.

Hah. Meddling tabbies.

I will one day get a cell.

Not this day, though. I'll probably get one of those pay-as-you-go ones first. Cause I only think one would be useful when I'm travelling or fucked by my car.

I'll probably get one of those pay-as-you-go ones first. Cause I only think one would be useful when I'm travelling or fucked by my car.

If I didn't have a landline, I wouldn't pay any money for the cell, but it's my only phone. And, as I was discussing with a friend earlier, if I lived with my boyfriend like she does, I wouldn't talk on any phone all that much, so.

I have a pay-as-you-go (Virgin.). Works for me. You can get the phone practically free, and they only require you to put in $20 every 90 days. You don't have to use it up, just reoad that much. Seriously, I'd do it.

I have the same Virgin dealie. I use it somewhat often. I figure that I'm averaging spening $7 per month on it.

brenda, you a mid-seventies baby? Cause... yeah. Cheerios were junk cereal until my brother. Chips were junk food FOR ME until I was 10ish. OTOH, never developed a real craving for them.

Not sure I forgive mom for self-ground babyfood and carob-chip-whole-wheat-cookies and carob brownies yet. SO WRONG.

I was victim of a lot of 70s era health food experiments.

I'm not sure if it is a tribute or a warning that I'm the one noncookie monster, nonsugar freak in the family, given sugar in most deserts makes me kinda ill....

Oh, one more annoying thing - yesterday, my 2:30 appointment was finished at 6:30. The Dr. wanted me to be seen right away by a specialist, so he told me to show up at 9:00 this morning and at that time they'd have an appointment made for me. So I show at up at 9:00. The appointment is for 1:00 (as the Dr. I am to see spends all morning in surgery).

I don't have time to go to work and then come back, so I take a train home and take a nap and then go back. The train trip is an hour each way, so I've spent four hours riding CTA trains today. And I missed an entire day's work.

The seats of the CTA trains suck. If I'm sitting next to someone I often have to sit on the edge of the seat. Plus there's not enough legroom for me, so I have to sit a little sideways (unless the train is empty enough for me to get one of the seats with the extra legroom).

Timelies all!

Well, things have gotten a little better on the shower front. I spoke to the friend who brought the whole thing up tonight, and she(or yet another friend who will be involved with this shower) is going to call the mother of our friend to see if we can hold the shower at her house. Even if that doesn't happen, it looks likely that we will have the shower after the baby's born, which gives us more time to figure out what we're doing.(Also we will try to get our friend's family, and maybe her in-laws involved in the planning)

I just wish I hadn't had a mini-meltdown while trying to explain how I was feeling about this. I don't know what's wrong with me that I'm such a mess...

Gah. Next time you're downtownn at midday, though, call me. We can do lunch and you can bitch about the doctors, if nothing else.