WindSparrow beat me to it, Jars. Kiss. Kiss muchly.
So I think Thanksgiving crush boy may actually count as a BF type thing now. Hrm, I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do with one of those though. And we're both leaving for home tomorrow. Argh circumstances.
Is this just for a holiday break, or is it more permanent?
Anyway, we got my friend and her kids, managed to get all three carseats in the car (yay 3rd seat!), and headed home. I wouldn't trade my snuggly munchkin for a party, but the dichotomy of life before/after baby was really striking last night.
I don't know why, but I just flashed on the scene, I think it's from the BtVS episode
Pangs,
after Spike has been chipped, Harmony won't give him someone to eat, and he's moping the streets of Sunnydale. At one point, he peers in the window, where a gang of vampires is feeding on some poor human.
Um. Just thought I'd share.
How come nobody at the party drove your friend home though, Stephanie?
well, it's about an hour and fifteen minutes from our house. Someone was going to have to drive a long ways and I knew she would rather it be us. She and her husband (before he left) helped me out a lot while JOe was gone and I was pregnant.
Is this just for a holiday break, or is it more permanent?
Oh it's just for break, but we're still so new, just. But anyway. I am not the person who gets neurotic, so I'm done with thinking about it. Mostly.
At one point, he peers in the window, where a gang of vampires is feeding on some poor human.
Because it's Christmas?
Pangs
is the Thanksgiving episode. And now, I
know
you're one UnAmerican who will always remember Thanksgiving.
Timelies!
Poor Stephanie!
I just went to Starbucks for a nice morning treat and ended up giving a little quilting lesson to the girl behind the counter. It was much fun, and a nice way to start the day.
Hi Bitches!
I have done close to no Christmas shopping and I just realized that Christmas is in, like, a week. This cannot be good.
Lilty, I'm SO with you! The Internet is being attacked today.
Ok, I had breakfast three hours ago, why am I hungry again?
Also I am extremely disappointed in myself today, as I tried on pants that had been so baggy this time last year that I had converted the waistband into a drawstring waist. They were tight. Everywhere. Ick.
I want to stab my fat with a fork.
I want to stab my fat with a fork.
Stab mine, too. I have lots of self-hate towards my body these days.
Which didn't, of course, stop me from having lobster ravioli in cream sauce at my work Xmas dinner last night. Oh, and cannoli.
I have lots of self-hate towards my body these days.
I'll join this party. I pretty much live in jammie pants and stretchy skirts these days. It's not pretty.
I too gorged myself on yummy Italian food at the work Holiday party. Yum. Yum. Yum. Mmmmmm...cannoli! And cheesecake! (yes. I had both.)
In TMI land,
anyone ever cough so hard they push out a tampon?
Not fun, I'll tell you.
