My father? Didn't come home. It was midnight madness at the shirt store. (this came up again because it was my brother's birthday and his way into the world was a hemorrhage.)
- My* standards for a good husband are low.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
My father? Didn't come home. It was midnight madness at the shirt store. (this came up again because it was my brother's birthday and his way into the world was a hemorrhage.)
Yes. Boy cow with udders. It's very wrong.
Polter-Cow is a boy cow with udders! His name is Thunder.
Standing on her bed was a cow. Julie, older, could take in more details and, had she seen the cow in Danny’s closet or in his picture, she would have recognized them as one and the same. The cow was black-and-white, and it was male. So, technically, it was a bull, but the human mind being so ignorant of taxonomic biology, Julie, along with the rest of the world, continued to think of this adversary as a cow. Funny, humans are. That was all her subconscious could take in before she screamed and the cow, or bull, rather, vanished.
And, for kicks, in the revision:
The cow was black-and-white, but it had no udder. So, technically, it was a very strangely colored bull, but humans don’t pay attention to taxonomic biology. Regardless of its gender, the thing was a cow. And it looked just like the cow in the picture and the cow in the closet and absolutely nothing like the cow grazing in the field. Seconds later (4.2 seconds, to be exact), the cow, or to be more precise, the bull, vanished.
We could do that Slings and Arrows marathon and just hang out. Depends on when she's released though.
Oooooh - could I come, too? Depending on things, of course?
Like my innocence, pie is half gone.
JZ and David:
thinking very, very good thoughts for you and the Halloweenie. Having BTDT with regard to the bleeding and the unexpected hospital stay, I know how scary it can be. It's great that you're already at 28 weeks, though, and I hope you can get back to an uneventful pregnancy soon.
Like my innocence, pie is half gone.
We still have lots of pie. In fact, we will probably still have lots of pie for days and days and days.
Hey, maybe Hec and JZ like pie...
I was thinking of the wrong Dr. Cox. The one that looks like JZ. Imagine my surprise, Cindy.
Hee! That puts a whole new face on things.Ha! No, I only meant the Dr. Cox from Scrubs.
Besides, accept no JZ substitutes.
At one point, a doctor was telling her that she wouldn't get to eat until midnight. As the last thing she'd eaten was breakfast at 7am, this almost made her cry. Fortunately, they turned over the 7pm bloodwork more quickly and the spanikopita I had waiting for her little Greek self was consumed promptly at 8:30.
Oh, the poor thing. This is awful. It's hard enough to not eat all day. It's so much harder when you're pregnant. Your blood sugar is more reactionary, and just oooof. I'm so glad she didn't have to go until after midnight.
David, I hope there's been no news overnight, and that this morning's news will be reports of no spotting at all. I'm glad they're being so cautious with her.
Much ma and vibage to Hec, JZ and the Weenie.
And David, I know your mind is on other things, but I read this in the paper this morning and thought of you: [link]
The question is quite simple: Do we like short hair on women? And the answer is quite predictable: No, we do not. It seems masculine and practical and deliberately asexual. We like the conventionally feminine. Sorry. We can't help this. And there's no sense in lying about it.
Now, please send your hurt, indignant and offended emails to our editors: style@globeandmail.com.
Dear Editors of The Globe and Mail,
Do we like predictable, sexist columnists? No, we don't. It seems awfully lazy to take a personal preference, stick in a few hot-button gender issues and then toss off a few dazzling female celebrities who can manage to break the stereotype while staying in this asshole's spank bank.
I'd write more but I'm off to get a pixie cut at my stylist's.
Sincerely,
Me
makes out with Cash and buys her a pony
Oooooh - could I come, too? Depending on things, of course?
Of course, goofus!
thinking very, very good thoughts for you and the Halloweenie. Having BTDT with regard to the bleeding and the unexpected hospital stay, I know how scary it can be. It's great that you're already at 28 weeks, though, and I hope you can get back to an uneventful pregnancy soon.
Thanks, Fi. I was just thinking of you this morning.
Hey, maybe Hec and JZ like pie...
We do! We are pie-likers.
Oh, the poor thing. This is awful. It's hard enough to not eat all day. It's so much harder when you're pregnant. Your blood sugar is more reactionary, and just oooof. I'm so glad she didn't have to go until after midnight.
Everytime she saw somebody munching on TV she'd start railing, "You dirty stinking...Eater!"