Happy Birthday to the Squeakaboo!
Fred: So you don't worry that it's possible for someone to send out a biological or electronic trigger that effectively overrides your own sense of ideals and values and replaces them with an alternative coercive agenda that reduces you to a mindless meat puppet? Shopkeeper: Wow. People used to think that I was paranoid.
'Time Bomb'
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
billytea - Apr 13, 2006 3:39:10 am PDT #9069 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Nora Deirdre - Apr 13, 2006 3:41:01 am PDT #9070 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I never got this part until I had a baby myself. Of course, we will have much baby-centered celebration on Ellie's b-day, but AFAIC, the birthday should really be all about the parents. They are the ones that did all the work on that particular day.
Every year on my birthday, I call my mother to thank her giving birth to me, and every year, I get to hear the whole saga of how I didn't want to come out of the womb. It's a thing.
Happy birthday Squeakaboo, and congrats to P and P.
Cashmere - Apr 13, 2006 3:44:37 am PDT #9071 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Happy Birthday, Squeakaboo!
Plei and Paul, you guys do GOOD work!!!
Amy - Apr 13, 2006 3:46:51 am PDT #9072 of 10001
Because books.
Happy first birthday, Lillian! And happy Squeakaboo Day to Plei and Paul!
Topic!Cindy - Apr 13, 2006 3:47:41 am PDT #9073 of 10001
What is even happening?
My mother worked with a woman whose son-in-law sent her a dozen roses every year on her daughter's/his wife's birthday.
I bet that gesture covered a multitude of sins.
Lee - Apr 13, 2006 3:50:09 am PDT #9074 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Happy Birthday Squeakaboo!
Happy Mommy Day Plei!
vw bug - Apr 13, 2006 3:54:48 am PDT #9075 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Got a question for the Bitches.
Mom is bringing me a beautiful black shawl to wear with my NYE dress tonight (we're going to the symphony, but it might be chilly afterwards). She suggested that I wear a pin to keep it closed, because it's slippery. Mom grabbed one of her pins to bring for me, but it's gold, and my jewelry that I'm wearing with the dress is silver.
So, I decided to look through the pins I have in the costume jewelry I got from my grandmother. Turns out I have both of my grandmothers' pins that my parents gave them after I was born. It's a darling silver bow with my first baby picture in it. Would it be tacky for me to wear this?
Cashmere - Apr 13, 2006 4:00:22 am PDT #9076 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
It's a darling silver bow with my first baby picture in it. Would it be tacky for me to wear this?
Absolutely not tacky.
Owen was up several times last night with the snottie head cold and I finally got him back down at 5:30 a.m. But now he's sleeping soundly and if I don't get him up and out of the house in 20 minutes, we're going to be late for his check up at the pediatrician. I HATE waking him up when he's sleeping.
And Olivia slept nine hours straight last night. She must have known I was busy with Owen.
Fred Pete - Apr 13, 2006 4:02:01 am PDT #9077 of 10001
Ann, that's a ferret.
Happy Birthday, Lillian!
Nora Deirdre - Apr 13, 2006 4:02:13 am PDT #9078 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
And Olivia slept nine hours straight last night. She must have known I was busy with Owen.
Aw, so considerate!