Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Good thing/bad thing overall?
You know, it's funny--I would have been pleased to go home. But I'm not not-pleased to be staying in this part of the world. I dunno. At least I don't have to deal with the big awkwardness of my younger sister.
My wee sister's talking about coming out to Bangkok in December, and then we could head back to the UK via Germany (she wants Christmas markets and all that, having spent last Christmas in China and pined for Christmassyness). You'd still be very welcome Chez Jay.
Oh, wow, that would be wonderful. Thank you. Erm, can I give you a tentative yes? I have to go through another country to come in to the UK, and I had thought about going to France because I've never been to France before. But I could just as easily go through Germany. or meet ya'll in the UK. Or something. I don't know. It'll work itself out, there's still time.
Matilda is already displaying a talent for physical humor!
Flurm is the favored soda of Fry in Futurama--it's an addictive soda that turns out to be the extretia of a blobby alien creature. So, it's sorta the same as newborn poop. I'm laughing my ass off at the term because it pretty much sounds like "fluuuuurm" when it's happening.
Also, side note to Hec & JZ: PAPER, ROCK, SCISSORS! Seriously, we still play for diaper changes. It's really the only fair way to decide.
No, that's Slurm, isn't it? But it's where my mind immediately went too.
Ah, brenda is right! I suck. Flurm is totally different. Or similar. This is what I get for posting uncaffeinated.
If one parent has been changing the diapers all day, there's no need for ROCK PAPER SCISSORS, though. It's the other one's turn, and that's it. Parent who has been on all day diaper duty is free to notice the need for a change, walk up to Mr(s). CleanHands and say, "You're it," walk away, sit down, put feet up, and have a cookie.
It's right in the rule book. Swear.
It's right in the rule book. Swear.
Yep, page 385, with additional references on pages 472 and 666.
There's also a codicil to the rule. If you don't change the diaper, you don't get to criticize.
Well, Christopher does own up to the dirty job when he's at home and gives me a break. But when we're both home (weekends, holidays, etc.) we resort to P, R, S. Partly because it's fair, fun and because I truly win more than he does. I don't know how it happens but I am especially lucky with P, R, S.
He single?
Indeed he is. And politically rational and has a wry sense of humor.
We neither of us are allowed to change the diapers anymore. Mal will be sweet and pleasant and calm for the nanny, but for us he howls and runs and thrashes and beats his head into the marble and kicks his legs. It ends up being a two-person job most times.
