I'm glad you have heat (finally!) Anne.

I just realized how apt the current thread title is (for me, personally).

Moooooom, Vortex gave us meara. Give her a cookie!

I think I will! I like making cookies. Especially around the holidays.

Today, for the first time in I can't remember when, I woke up pain free

Awesome, Deena!

Did we know that erinaceous is on Rachael Ray right now?

WHAT!? Dude. Someone should YouTube that shit.

It seems EVOO is going to be added to the next edition of the dictionary.

NOOOOOO! Surely you jest. EW!

Trader Joe's Southwest Salsa (with Jicama) is so yummy

Ooh, salsa with jicama? That sounds yummy!

As in cleaning type fasting. Only consuming my mixture of water, maple syrup, lemon, and cayenne pepper.

Good god. I can't even imagine! Eeek!

Sadly, I eat when I'm sad. And when I'm happy. And, you know, the rest of the time.

Cause food is, y'know, yummy! I've always thought, though that if I could just go cold turkey, it would be easier. To be hardcore. But you can't coldturkey food like you can cigs or booze or whatever. You still have to eat. For the rest of your life. So compromises start slipping in....and even if you're good for a while, eventually, it all goes to hell.

Cashmere, did you get a new appointment, yet? How are you doing, today?

I made a cranberry salsa with jicama for Thanksgiving!

and then we totally forgot to eat it.

I'm doing ok now--with the aid of some flexeril, Cindy. Today was rough. Christopher's dealing with a complete fuckus at work (not his fault but he took the job and it's his responsibility now so he's getting roasted). Which means he's put in two 12 hour days this week (since he's taking Thursday off to stay with the kids for my gyno appointment and he's flying out Friday morning).

He got home and I climbed into a hot bath and cried for about 15 minutes. Then I promptly drugged myself up and am now pretty looped.

I'm set for Friday for the injections--bring on the needles in my spine! A coworker of Christopher is driving me (her sitter, who was the person who watched Owen this summer) is watching the kids.

I'm set for Friday for the injections--bring on the needles in my spine! A coworker of Christopher is driving me (her sitter, who was the person who watched Owen this summer) is watching the kids.

Oh, I'm so glad. I was so worried you'd have to put the shot off longer. Stupid asshat doctor. Still. Frakking Friday. That's not right. They could have given you your darned shot by flashlight.

They could have given you your darned shot by flashlight.

Heh. They need an x-ray machine--they scan you as the needle goes into your spine so there's no unfortunate accidents. I wasn't happy they couldn't do it on Wednesday (they only have the surgical center room on Fridays and alternating Wednesdays). So it was this Friday or next Wednesday. Effers.

I also just realized that needle talk may be squicking people. However, I am stoned to the gills so I'm just blabbering away about it.

I'm so glad you were able to arrange an appointment, Cashmere.

TCG and I did some Christmas shopping tonight, including buying our Christmas ornaments. I also finally bought myself a new bra that fits properly with some early Christmas money I was given. Now it is time for us to crash. I am extra exhausted tonight. I think it is because it is so very cold outside. We went straight from 60s to 30s in a couple of days.

a meara!

I liked the $16.00 one on the second page

It's only $10.00 in the store, but the cups hold about 2 tablespoons of tea. I've never seen such tiny cups before that weren't in a toy tea set. They're really cute, but...I don't think it would work. I ended up buying some candle holders shaped like handless tea cups. They're really pretty. One broke--Kara smacked the bag around--but the rest are holding up nicely and they added a neat touch to the dinner.

I cracked and ruined the teapot that my mother gave me.

Oh, that kind of thing sucks so much. What did it look like? Does the brand still exist? Was it one-of-a-kind?

I can stick with healthy lunches so much more easily when I use my lunchbox

I'm thinking of getting one of those for Kara. She's a very picky eater.

Deena, I love that tea pot! It looks like it should be yours, I'm mad that Target didn't have it in stock for you.

Me too! Dang 'em.

Am I missing anything?

I think you've covered everything. I hate those sellers who tell you what size something is and expect that you'll know what that means in measurements for that time period, brand and line and I recently bought a coat that the seller neglected to mention was missing several buttons. That kinda pissed me off.

You know dressaday.com's stories in the life of a dress? I think that's the only thing that could possibly be missing, which is to say not missing but might be cool is a little story about the dress might get the listing more notice. (I can't fix that non-sentence!)

Skipping lots to say that my heat is finally back on!

Yay Anne! I'm so glad to hear it.

My heat, however, is no where to be found.

Uh oh. (pssst. Anne, hide the heat.) I hope it comes back soon, Chi!

Dinner was a success except that the pain free is a sad memory. I haven't stood to cook that long in a very long time and now my lower back hurts from my knees to the middle of my back. Oy. The good thing, though, is that I expect it to come back, so that's good.

Everything came out very well and everyone liked the Iron Chef Sesame garlic sauce I used on the pork and vegetables. It was nice not to have to make it myself.

I just ate some mini cream puffs and I'm having a cup of brewed coffee before bed... which will be Very Soon.

Man, I hate watching my peeps go through serious back pain.

Painease, Cash.

EM called me this morning. Her dad died before she got there. But she'll be able to spend some time with her family there and (I hope) throw something like a proper Irish wake for him. She's pretty broken up.

In better news, I had this conversation with Emmett (which might have particular resonance for those of you who've kept track of his wants and desires over the years):

Me: Matilda's already two and half months old. She's getting bigger already.
Emmett: And cute. She's cuter than a finger monkey.
Me: Really? You think she's cuter than a finger monkey?
Emmett: Yep.
Me: Well, I think so too.
Emmett: I think so more!

Also, yesterday he proclaimed, "I just want to eat her up! She's like a plum!"

One last Emmett and Matilda. As she rolled off a breast to cough and snort while we were all on the couch, he just casually observed, "Baby's off the boob."