The Cutest Baby In The World.

I thought, canonically, that was Gud's.

Is it wrong that I think the sound Ozzie the cat makes when he is growling and eating at the same time is really funny?

The Cutest Baby In The World.

I thought, canonically, that was Gud's.

Hmm. Well, I believe that Gud's was a prior claimant to the title. At this stage, though, said baby is no longer a baby. So it's down to a mass Cuteness Smackdown between the other Buffista babies now, I guess.

But OMG, the Lilybean kills me DED.

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...meanwhile, I find myself awash with a fresh wave of affection for Tanya Huff for the following line:

As far as he was concerned, a world where Joss Whedon got canceled was exactly the kind of world where the Shadowlord could win.

Bless her. She writes rattling good vampire stories about interesting people, using crisp, uncluttered prose, she eschews cliche (or else acknowledges them and plays around with them) and she's Canadian. And her vampire is bisexual, and in the Smoke and... books, the main character is a cute gay boy. And from a quick google, I gather that she's gay herself.

Honestly, she rocks. In a 'one of us!' kind of way.

Lilybean is the cutest squeakaboo EVAH!

I won't say cutest baby since Em has a pretty strong hold on that title too...but I'd say a complete TIE!

Superadorableness. I'm sending Ple a box of barrettes tomorrow. Not for the bean, but for her own self.

I have an urgent care near me but since I just paid the mortgage, I'm going to try to deal until tomorrow morning.

This just makes me want to scream and completely overhaul our medical system. I mean, I totally get why you are deciding this way, Nicole, but it shouldn't be that way.

And I was going to say what Kristin said - it's a UTI that's gone to your kidney, and I can't imagine worse pain. Even the part of labor I did without drugs wasn't as bad.

Not only do I have a thermometer, I have THREE. One for me, one for Mal's butt, and one in the fully complete and stocked EMT kit that's in our safehaven. Because I have a completely normal life.

What I'm missing is a candy thermometer, as mine died a couple months ago.

Babies as cute as Lilybean are why there are arranged marriages, because those of us with sons are all clamoring for her hand NOW.

The second picture with Plei and Jilli and Fay and Sqeak just about killed me. The way Lillian is looking at Jilli is sooooooo CUTE!

The fucking earth still hasn't stopped swaying, and I disembarked over 12 hours and 800 miles ago.

Oof, Juliana. I'm sorry you had such a horrible time. Hopefully your body will allow you to enjoy your day off tomorrow.

I slept for a couple of hours, at least. That was nice. The waking up? NSM. I'm wondering if I'm possibly slightly allergic to tampons, since I rarely use them the entire period and that's what I tried to do this month. I'll have to ask the doc about it. Or google it, if I can't get back to sleep soon.

Didn't get to check the board all weekend (I spent yesterday afternoon helping to paint a basement, but I digress), but now that I'm here --

P-C, you're the one who has to live your life. Not your parents. Not your uncle and aunt. You're the one that has to deal with the consequences of what job/career you have, what relationships/marriage you enter into, your religious beliefs, and so on. Nobody else.

That's point one. And at the heart of it all, there is no point two. Only one-A, one-B, and so on.

It sounds like you need your own space. So I'll sign on with those that say you need to move out of your uncle's home. If finances are an issue, you might be able to find a roommate situation.

As badly stressed out as you are, counseling wouldn't hurt. Again, I don't know whether finances are an issue. (Hivemind -- do university Psychology Departments offer free/low-cost services for grad students to obtain experience, much like law schools frequently set up clinics in which budding attorneys gain experience, especially in litigation?)

Someone upthread suggested family counseling. I'm not sure that's a good idea, especially at first. Get your own feelings sorted out and your own feet under you before bringing anyone else into it.

And good luck!

Not only do I have a thermometer, I have THREE.

Raq is me. Also, I have the little heart-shaped stick-on thermometers because sometimes, I'm just too damned squeamish to use the rectal one on my kids.

Usually, though, I just use the kiss-the-forehead technique and I can tell if they're too warm.

I'm calling and getting Owen an appointment somewhere to even out his hair today. I don't care if I have to bribe him with an entire bag of mini m&m's to sit still, I want it fixed.

Olivia slept for 11 hours straight last night. She was the last one awake this morning. yay for well-rested EVERYBODY.