Oh, Lordy, Raq. Do not give me "Jane Austen" flashbacks. I'm not sure I'll contain the fists of rage this time!

One more try at pictures (damn Yahoo photos changing things up!). [link] [link]

Aims, I now have an endless supply of excellent babysitters (gotta love working at an all-girls school). Do you want me to ask the parents in the building who they recommend? Or are you not comfortable with this?

Couldn't ya find me some poorer students? *grin*

Seriously, I'm totally comfortable with it, but being the big doofus I am I would totally be self-conscious about the apartment.

I wore my Extra Sparkly Tiara of Taunting

Connie, do you mean the mystery tiara you received? Did you ever find out who the recipient was?

I guess it really is one of those things where they take her thyroid out, and she won't have cancer any more.

yep. A good friend of mine had it, and he's been cancer free for three years now.

Is ChiKat around? Didn't she have thyroid cancer?

I've been out of town and had to skip madly, but I did catch this. Yes, I did have thyroid cancer (3 years cancer free, will be having my tests to confirm the 4th year in a couple of weeks). So, Sean, if you or your mom has any questions, feel free to ask.

I had surgery and radiation and that pretty well took care of it.

GC, those pictures killed me ded.

I am actually starting to feel almost human and keeping liquids down. Hopefully this means the whole trip will not be ruined and I can still take T out for her birthday. I am actually lucky to be with a friend who gets these all the time. It almost makes me feel guilty for wishing TCG was here.

demi-meara:

Raq, what everyone else said. Mal is pushing limits because it's his time to push, he's not retarded, and Baby Center always seems like a good idea at the time but it never really is.

Sean, I'm so glad your mom has a (comparatively) easy fix and a good prognosis ahead, and is in such good spirits. Much ~ma to her (extra concentrated, since IIRC we're in the same city, or at least the same general region).

Also, because I've been baby-distracted and laggardly, tons of ~ma to Plei's mom and much hugging and petting and cosseting to Plei herself (and her mom if she so desires, but I feel funny offering petting to someone I don't know, so ~ma seemed safer).

And happy anniversary, Jilli and Pete! May the coming year bring you even greater joy and adorability than all the previous ones.

And happy birthday, Daniel, mighty mover of major appliances.

And now, off with Matilda to the drugstore for a bag of Halloween candy (infant seat+stroller+sunny day=sound-asleep baby). Today is not as bad as yesterday. Please, please, may it continue so.

Gods, I'm boring lately (boring or, more often, lurky, since it's easy enough to read along while holding a fussy baby but much harder to touch-type even boring posts).

Lillian hasn't been able to go to sleep on her own since 7 months. I'm always a little jealous of anyone with a kid who will.

One of these days, I'll have my bed back.

I just won "scariest costume". Luckily that is what I was going for.