JZ's news from her doctor visit today is that the baby is no longer transverse, but head-down. Which will probably change again before birth, but this her first attempt at a head stand and we applaud her cleverness.
Eh, possibly more than probably. Lillian was head down by 31 weeks and stayed there until 38 weeks, 3 days, when she exited the joint. If you're lucky, she'll have decided to settle in that way for the next 6-8 weeks. (Assuming they're still down with the whole labor plan for you guys, that is.)
Cool, Gud! Also cool in a totally different way, Halloweenie!
Gud, I suggest now is the opportune time to tell your wife that if she wasn't home schooling the kids then y'all would have enough time to start a home business.
That is definitely something to think about as the business idea looms closer.
So far, no, no mention of additional compensation.
I think there are subtle threats that can be employed on that front. For one thing, you're obviously a valuable commodity (inasmuch as they're kicking somebody else out because she wasn't expert-y enough). If they want to keep you, they gotta play nice. And if they (this evil big boss) don't give a shit about keeping you, well, don't stay kept.
I am personally of the opinion that the tone of an org is set at the top; and top-people who don't know that or don't care lose their best people and keep wondering why.
Gud, what are your other schooling options right now?
Gud, that's...no, I can't type in l33t speak. My brain is fragile enough as it is. It's just geeky cool.
Msbelle, as much as I hate to side with the cat-hating guy, Hec's kinda right. Cohabitation, and with someone who it's a lot harder to make go away. Or want, really, even if solitude beckons.
That's what babysitters are for. A few hours of away from the kid.
eta: of course, that kinda has to be planned. Can't really have spur of the moment away from the kid time, or DCFS could come a-knockin'.
I explained a zipless fuck to a sixteen year old today. And not, lest you think I'm back to my cradle-robbing ways, a boy. A girl, who looked at me...well, not as funnily as you'd expect. I don't have family out here to traumatise, so it's a delight to find this young krav instructor who lets me treat her just like a sixteen-year old cousin of mine.
Which of course involves lots of discussion about her being gay. Which, it seems, she might not be. But why should I let that get in my way? Her mother's totally into the idea.
TENNIS -
AGASSI WINS!!!!!!
