A week ago I had a baby.

I'm book-editing and not really anywhere, but I was pointed at a geneology discussion.

My maternal grandmum, the Brit, summed our family up perfectly. She once told me "Your mother's family - us - were the people who sat around in English country houses during the nineteen thirties, discussing the Jewish problem. Your father's family, bless them, were the Jewish problem."

They adored my father, as it happens. But it's an odd pedigree.

Back to editing and over and out. juliana, please let me know if I'm driving you tomorrow, or what.

What a whacked-out day. I took some (daytime!) cold medicine on an empty stomach, and had to leave work early because the room got all swirly and I couldn't think straight. While I was sleeping it off, Lulu (who is considered an honorary Buffista by some of y'all) proceeded to SNEAK and eat all of our boxer Pippin's dinner, in approximately thirty seconds. (Because of the sneaking, you see.) Since this is about five times the amount of food she normally eats, she got very, very ill. She was howling in pain (OMG!) and kept trying to throw up, but couldn't. So we took her to the emergency vet, and they said that she was a textbook case of a dog who had eaten way too much. They X-rayed her abdomen to make sure her stomach hadn't twisted, and they said that half her abdomen was taken up by her stomach. Apparently, sometimes when dogs eat too much, they get to the point where they can't throw up. So they're keeping her overnight on fluids and pain meds, and they say she should be able to come home in the morning.

Oh, Lu. The combination of gluttony and the insatiable desire to eat Pippin out of existence so that she can be the only dog again have made for a bad night for all of us.

Poor li'l pig dog!

poor puppy

fernet

Hello, my name is SA, and Steph SUCKS.

Sucks, I tell you.

Perkins, on the other hand, is the bestest ever, especially since she can't think of anything mean/teasing about me.

Perkins, you're at it again, aren't you?

Teppy is going to kick yo' ass.

Who me? Would I do that?

I feel like a very bad hostess, since SA has already gone to bed, after a night of thrilling TV watching. I think we shall have to go have BIG FUN tomorrow to make up for it.

for those that went to dim sum, the New Asia Restaurant was on bay area backroads this weekend. Oddly, there were empty tables.

But the reason why Aimee should look into the DAR is scholarship possibilities for the young Princess.

I did and I can't join. She'll go to school on her modeling/ice skating/being evil and cute as hell scholarship.

Or, use the money from her college fund that her godparents started. One of those.

Sadly, the pictures of Em at Alcatrz did not turn out so well. Very dark and I haven't figured out how to lighten them up yet. Coz I is dumb.