Yay for temptation! Yay for dates! Have fun meara.

I hope it's a splendiferous date, meara, you deserve it.

Laura, glad to hear the idiot hasn't used your phone. I hope he does something stupid, that also costs you nothing, to get caught, quick.

Yay for bug squeeage!

My cramps o' doom hit yesterday. I think I'm synching (why does spell check spell that as syncing? now both look wrong.) with the bitches again.

I found the battery charger for my camera, just in time to miss getting to take pictures of the kids with Santa. Aidan's response was much like Mal's. The picture they took has him with big eyes, wriggling away, his sweater under his armpits as Santa desperately tries to hold on. Then he saw the camera and froze long enough to say Cheese! Even when the man in red is trying to eat him, he'll stop to smile for the camera. I'm going to try to get pictures of the decorations outside the house today.

A payment from a client that should have been here on Friday or Saturday hasn't arrived yet. He sent it in a Christmas card...and included a cash bonus for the holidays. I have no idea how much, but they were quite upset when I called and said it hadn't arrived yet. I'm hoping it's just that the mail is slow right now and it will be here today.

There was something else I was going to respond to. I've forgotten what it was.

Mac's incontinence isn't going away. *sigh* I was really hoping the pills would do the trick but she's still dribbling all over the floor and she can't go more than two hours alone in the house--she left a giant lake of urine on the floor when I was at the doctor on Friday. (A joy for me trying to wrangle both kids into the house after getting a spinal injection by myself, get them fed AND clean up the pool of pee before someone tracked in it).

I don't know what to do. I don't have the time or energy to deal with this. If I weren't taking care of kids (or worried about them crawling in piss) I might be more willing to let some of this go but it's going to cause a large quality of life issue for everyone.

I know people with insulin dependent pets, pets treated for cancer, dogs with hip replacements and I feel like a heel for not having the money or ability to deal with an aging, lovable but incontinent dog.

And I had ONE completely pain free day (Saturday). Pain's back (down the hip and leg). I have to call the doctor today and she's probably going to refer me to a surgeon.

Oh, {{Cash}}}. I'm so sorry.

{{Crampy Ones}} It's about the only benefit I've found for age, I no longer have the cramps of doom.

Raq, Mal is such a cutiehead! I'm convinced if we ever got all the Buffista sprog in one place, the entire world would collapse under the critical mass of the cute and adorableness.

I'm going to make Christopher take Owen to see Santa. I'm kind of curious how he'll react. I'd like at least one Christmas picture of the two of them but it will mean fighting the crowd at the nearest shopping center.

I know people with insulin dependent pets, pets treated for cancer, dogs with hip replacements and I feel like a heel for not having the money or ability to deal with an aging, lovable but incontinent dog.

And I had ONE completely pain free day (Saturday). Pain's back (down the hip and leg). I have to call the doctor today and she's probably going to refer me to a surgeon.

Oh Cash, I am so sorry. I was hoping you'd get more of a pain break. I know it's hard, but please don't beat yourself up. Speaking as someone who has the insulin dependent cat and has had an older incontinent dog, they are NOT the same thing, even before you add in the kids and the back pain.

Oh Cashmere, I am so sorry. You don't need the stress of this sort of emotionally painful decision, while you're dealing with physical pain, and I hate that you're dealing with physical pain.

{{{{Cashmere}}}} Pain ~ma to you. I don't know how you deal with two kids in so much pain.

~ma to crampy Bitches.

Mal is so cute!!!

{{{Cash}}}

I'm so sorry -- about the injection not lasting longer and the dog and everything. I wish I was closer, because I could totally spell you with the kids (and get to nibble Olivia toes while I'm at it!) -- Sara and Owen could even entertain each other.

{{{Deena}}} Cramps O'Doom suck. So does not getting mail when you're expecting it -- especially the kind with Christmas bonuses included.

Sara went to see Santa on Sunday. We waited in line, and got up to the man himself -- and she decided that there was No Way she was sitting on the weird old guy's lap. So we waved and left.

And then she said, brightly, a moment later, as we passed by the line that was even longer now, "I think I will sit on Santa's lap now!"

::headmallfloor::