Buffy ,'Lessons'
[NAFDA] "There will be an occasional happy, so that it might be crushed under the boot of the writer." From Zorro to Angel (including Wonderfalls, The Inside and Drive), this is where Buffistas come to anoint themselves in the bloodbath.
I was quite the adorable baby, even if I was obscenely long, at 24 inches in an Asian hospital. Does that count?
Maybe you were twins in need of sponsorship.
(I can't describe the little happy I got seeing a series of posts from Kristen, Monique, Narrator, and Allyson.)
It's unfortunate that Narrator doesn't exist. I was trapped in Chicago and spent NYE in a hotel all by myself with room service and Saw III.
I told Kristen you should have come through here.
Maybe you were twins in need of sponsorship.
I think that's more complimentary than my dad's dogged questioning of the hospital staffers who told him I was a girl: "Are you sure? But the baby's so BIG!"
Happy birthday, ita!
Thanks, Rick and Kat, for the twins info. (I also misread... that word... as monochromatic.)
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It's unfortunate that Narrator doesn't exist. I was trapped in Chicago and spent NYE in a hotel all by myself with room service and Saw III.
you could've looked up Thoin.
AHAHAHAHA.
Sorry. That's probably wrong of me to laugh like that, isn't it?
AHAHAHAHA.
Tragically, Land Rovers are now the hip, happenin' Suburban Mom-Mobile. Put a cellphone in one hand, a latte in one other, and a baby seat in the back, and now you are the happy parent in the gender of your choice.
And across from them, you'll find me, holding onto my steering wheel for dear life while screaming, "Put down the phone, or the latte, but just DRIVE! If you don't know how to drive it, DON'T BUY IT! FERCRYINOUTLOUD"
Sorry. Lots of open space around these parts, plus living in the suburbs means lots of soccer mommies in vehicles way, way, way too big for them.
I'm much more afraid of schoolbus drivers.
They're mean
I am a suburban mother myself, and I curse the mother-with-a-cellphone mightily.
(I avoid driving. When I do drive, I drive a Toyota Scion xB, which is tall, but wee. And I never, ever, talk on the phone when driving. Except when my son calls me, and then I pull over ASAP.)