Sparky asks good questions.

(Hi Sparky. When are we going to go have Shiok or sushi again?)

She's an idiot. And so is he

See, that's the nice version of the words. The really really really nice version.

I got 2 hours of sleep last night for absolutely no reason I can figure out. Not thoughts racing in head, not uncomfortable and unable to find a position, just HI, IT'S 3:00 IN THE MORNING. And then I forgot my cell phone, what with the really tired, and therefore missed my shrink's message that she had to cancel, and so went waythehell across town to sit in the reception area forever because there's no evening receptionist until the other shrink finally got out of her group to say "oh, she's out sick today."

Which would've been grumpy but okay, what with the totally my fault missing the phone message, if it weren't for the fact that I had spent half my totally-lost-to-work afternoon debating with myself whether to call in sick myself, and decided to go because of the "if you don't cancel 24h in advance, you pay" business.

I hate the phone.

When are we going to go have Shiok or sushi again?

Um, I dunno. My schedule is either full or screwed (see above) completely for the next week, at least. I'm going to have two 12 hour days, and I'll be working on Saturday. Hopefully, over the next couple of days we'll work out here what happens next week.

Okay, still thinking about 5 lb baby. Aimee, I'm wondering how the parents will spin this. When they recount baby's first days, they won't say, "Baby was 5 lbs at birth because we were idiots."

Grumble. Just realized that, once again, I'm going to be out of town for Purim. And this year I would have been able to actually celebrate, since it falls during spring break. And it's not like I'm doing anything interesting -- I've just got a doctors appointment in NY that I couldn't schedule at any other time. Grumble.

t /extreme first-world grumbling

On behalf of men everywhere, please feel free to smack any man who would do that.

Signed, tired of the asshats further sullying the image of men.

I think I'm still too stunned to comment on those parents.

Those biological contributors, you mean?

Why did no one smack the husband very hard until he begged for mercy and promised to mend his ass-ish ways?

Because it's not just him. She's just as stupid and ass-ish. She's ... how you say? One of those women who brings out the worst in men.

More women than you might think (or, at least, more than I thought before nursing school) are afraid of having a baby that's "too big." The smaller a baby is, it seems, the "cuter" it appears to those women.

The grotesque extreme of this is celebrities who get a scheduled c-section at 36 or 37 weeks' gestation, to avoid the weight gain in the 9th month of pregnancy (during which the baby's weight increases dramatically).

Okay, I am totally slack-jawed at these people. Slack-jawed at Aimée's friends and the harm they could have done their baby (and where was their OB? Why wasn't s/he saying You're not gaining enough and it is scaring the shit out of me?), equally slack-jawed at the c-section schedulers. Major abdominal surgery that 99% of moms are hoping like hell to avoid, chosen voluntarily? The fuck?

With a side of slack-jaw, as always, at the creepy celebrity culture (and agents and managers and whatnot) that's no doubt telling these women that if they gain too much they are worthless and professionally doomed.