(Note: this post was started at 3:55 and not finished until just now due to interruption by baby weepiness)
Aw, poor bug! Even not knowing what was edited out, that sounds most un-fun. I hope Toto is being all sweet and loving right now.
Somervillain alert: Anyone with kids or who knows someone with kids who's even vaguely thinking of children's theater sometime over the holidays, please let me pimp my friend Shelley's show (he's second from the left in the picture). Jen has met him, at his wedding last summer, and can attest to his thorough niceness (also, though it's not relevant to this particular show, he wears a kilt quite nicely), and DX has seen a show he was in several years back and can attest to his being theatrically made of awesome (also, possibly a Cindy sprog or friend of same saw him in
A Christmas Story
last year).
Anyhow, utterly swell guy, apparently excellent show.
I am very behind. So I am skimming to catch up.
Also making chili with both meat and tofu. I intend to put it over spaghetti. And there is no way I am pregnant. Just crazy.
Bitch has SUCH an attitude when it comes to narcotics.
Only when you wanted to bring them into the country illegally and then immediately fly to several other states, Trudy. The authorities get all frowny.
Do you know how hard it is to get out of a bed all warm with an electric blanket into a room that's about 55 degrees?
Yes.
I'm sorry! It sucks, doesn't it??
And then have to go outside to scrape the windshield when it's 18 degrees?
This was my morning.
And then walk to school uphill both ways in the snow while being pursued by wolves?
This, thank god, was NOT my morning.
juliana, maybe a wee bit hokey, but Kara and I got metallic pipe cleaners and cheap plastic (but sparkly!) beads and made stars out of them. They're quite colorful and pretty, and could be hung from string or fishing line or something from the ceiling, or strewn about the tables, or whatever.
Teppy, Emmett was reminding me of you on our walk from the car to the apartment tonight.
"It is TOO EARLY for it to be dark. I forbid it! Bring back my sun!"
Imagine the appropriate "Khan!" gestures for the last sentence.
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."
"It is TOO EARLY for it to be dark. I forbid it! Bring back my sun!"
Emmett is rather darling...
Emmett is rather darling...
He pointed forbidingly at the night as he exclaimed, "I forbid it!"
The night was unimpressed.
The night always is. (I, otoh, am ununimpressed.)
She *was* dancing to "Peek-a-Boo", but iTunes wouldn't let Joe import it to use.
So wonderful! Emeline is just too cute for words. I am wordless. Wee Siouxsie Em!
He pointed forbidingly at the night as he exclaimed, "I forbid it!"
Shouldn't he have some superpowers by now? Because I like the way he's thinking.