Would you think I was a weenie if I wanted the cabana boy to dunk Oreos in milk for me instead?

Nay, I would think you were a woman after my own heart.

I t heart BT.

Oh, river denial, how I love you.

So much to do in the next day and half that I can't even begin to think what to work on first.

Guh.

Welcome home, libkitty.

It is soooooo nice to be back, WindSparrow. Thanks! I have not yet braved Natter, though. I may have to wait until next week for that. I'm currently over 6500 posts behind, there.

Anyone want to move next door to us?

That's a lot of money for such a tiny place.

It is so pathetic that I looked at the house and looked at the price and said to myself, "Wow! Something that I could afford!" I can't imagine a hovel going for under $100k here. I don't think condos even go for under $100k here. Perhaps a hovel condo, but I'm not even sure about that. So in other words, I would love to move in next door to such great neighbors and realize The American Dream of home ownership. Alas, my job (and most of my non-Bitch friends) are here, not there. Sigh.

I love Bonny Doon and would like to tour their winery sometime.

Once again, you and I are as one, Spidra. Perhaps we could go next time I make it to CA. Bonny Doon Framboise is teh yum. Even though the local restaurant called it Bonny Doon Book of Love, because that was the title on the little booklet that came with it. Silly folks. Also, and much more importantly, much first day ~ma, Spidra, for however much of the day is left!

Hope your first day on campus went great, Spidra! I looked for you at lunchtime, really!

Welcome back, libkitty!

Yay for confident vw!

Yay productive WindSparrow!

{vw}, I remember days like that in therapy.

Just got back from my first month weigh-in at the gym. We Are Not Amused. Who knew that my first request for ~ma would be for fat ass ~ma? sighs, avoids tasty cake from earlier

Oh, dear. Some of these Craigslist ads just crack me up.

"Furnitured." The room is "furnitured."

Apologies to Ailleann, for forgetting to say:

Welcome!

There was a fire alarm in the building and as a result, our fans and A/C are off.

I am starting to get real uncomfortable.

Productive WindSparrow should so come over to Chez Bee. We'd really get things done in the garden and still have time for pizza and a trip to the bookstore.

I really want to know, how exactly did BT's Dream Superman dispatch the would-be car thief? With only the mighty power of his super laughter?

Note to JZ re: stomach yuck vs. nutrition. Back when I was lurking, I had an epic encounter with a bleeding ulcer, which left me with a deep and intimate understanding that Pepto-Bismol can be the very salve of the gods. I spent weeks living off saltines and ginger ale and plain boiled chicken with rice. When things were bad I could manage a can of Ensure and at least know I'd had my essential daily minerals. Yogurt smoothies were easy to get down a sip at a time and I found the chill very soothing to my troubled gut. Plus I've heard that having lots of small nutritious snacks throughout the day helps cut down on pregnancy nausea issues. So there you go, almost everything I know on this particular topic.