That's a long time to wait to get dressed, but there you go.

Yep. I'm just like that.

Kristin, I went to the football game after I posted (yay! we won!), and I do have a remedy that works for me. I can't take the OTC creams because I have a violent reaction. Instead I do this it sounds weird or gross. I use garlic. Carefully peel a clove of garlic, wrap it in some cheesecloth and tie it with string (or dental floss) and leave a tail. Insert it like a tampon and wear at night until the infection is gone. It sounds weird and it does feel weird, but it works wonders for me. The itching is usually gone by the first morning.

I hasve no input on treatments for yeast infections. Another thing I either haven't had or don't know the symptoms of.

Me, neither. Don't know why I got so lucky. Maybe because fortune decided to give my daughter the boobs I wanted, instead. It may be a fair trade; the older and fatter I get, the bigger the boobs get.

Happy Double Digits, Emmett!

I'm bored in a hotel room in Cincinnati. I figured I'd be crazy busy all day, but I ended up done with stuff around 6, and now I'm here in the hotel bored.

I'm bored in a hotel room in Cincinnati. I figured I'd be crazy busy all day, but I ended up done with stuff around 6, and now I'm here in the hotel bored.

Do you need Teppy's number?

I've got it, but she posted earlier today that she's out with The Boy, don't want to bug them if they are out today.

don't want to bug them if they are out today.

If they're going to one of their Social Events, then it's probably something you'd enjoy. Might be worth a call at least.

Hec, Happy Emmett Day to you, and Happy Birthday to Emmett.

It wouldn't be the first mistake it's made and it likely won't be the last.

Root beer. On. My. Monitor.

Post-nap, I am still gronkly but no longer among the walking dead.

It's been a good day so far: cake successfully frosted, birthday party completed (first Emmett party in a long time during which no one was injured, which is almost unfortunate as it was also the first party we remembered to bring band-aids to ahead of time -- someone could at least have raised a blister or something, just to reward us for our preparedness), Swish's signature properly loved (Emmett cuddled and hugged the glove on seeing it), and as an extra bonus my brother Chris came with a Guinness book full of disgusting pictures for Emmett and then allowed himself to be cossetted and petted and plied with beer and Arrested Development DVDs.

Also, we now have this bassinet, so the Halloweenie won't need to sleep in a drawer or a shoebox when she gets here.

Then we came home and I slept like a thing that sleeps heavily, and now I'm slowly inching toward Aimée-readiness. Plus, now all bouncy over Teppy having a Relationship with someone who says she makes him happy and who cares that he makes her happy. This just makes me grin and grin.

Happy Birthday, Emmett!