Harumph! When you have a show, and then a migraine, and then a party, and don't read bitches for three days, there are SIX HUNDRED posts or more to go through!

However, my girl is headed off to the DC Mayor's Inaugural Ball (sadly, her friends had one extra ticket, but not two) and I have both Chex Mix and Muddy Buddies (the chex mix with chocolate and peanut butter and powdered sugar) that I made earlier, so I can fortify myself to slog through some posts...

...off I go!

Just since I posted a bunch about marriage problems, I thought I would update that things are pretty much all patched up now. Not exactly perfect, but probably no more so than any marriage is.

This is very happy to hear. Yay, Gud and Mrs. Gud!

JZ as homeless person made me LAUGH AND LAUGH. I'm sorry. But OMG!!! You win forever, JZ.

By the by, picture of me and Fay: [link]

AWESOME! Yay SA and Fay! Looks like you're having evil evil fun!

I am skimming with my eyes half-closed all the hurty-children stories.

YAY to seeing smonster here too!!!

Fuck a mousetrap. Someone go out there and invent a better uterus.

I've never understood why, evolutionarily, having your period can't just be like going ot the bathroom, albeit a less-frequent urge--y'know, like once a month you pause and go "Ooh, gotta go", and you squeeze your uterus and then you're done! That would be so much easier.

In a case fraught with ethical questions, the parents of a severely mentally and physically disabled child have stunted her growth to keep their little "pillow angel" a manageable and more portable size.

My mom used to do daycare and took care of a girl a few years older than me who was severely mentally retarded (later they found out it was a degenerative brain thing, she died around 25, in a nursing home). And I know how hard it got to move her, as she got older and older (and it's not like she could exercise a lot and lose weight, so she wasn't a skinny 120 pounds or anything, more like 180). Though removing the breasts seems weird, I totally understand the rest of it. So I was totally with these parents...until they called her their "pillow angel" and I wanted to smack them.

Totally agree with all the smiting of WeeSisterJay's "friend".

I also thought Bradley Cooper was gay...

He dated girls in college. OTOH, he also wore tight Versace pants on campus, and we made fun of him. And it's not like *I* was out in college, so...uh...yeah.

My kids have a full complement of grandparents, four great-grandmothers, one great-grandfather, and one great-great-grandmother.

WOW!

he thought of Juliana, Aimee, Smonster and Vortex hitting North Beach together brings to mind Tokyo cowering before Godzilla's wrath.

also makes me v v jealous

Look, I don't mind you making lewd comments, as long as they're grammatically well-constructed."

I think this is an excellent guideline for all my friends and paramours

Baffled people with my serious interest in learning to curl.

I have many DC friends who curl. Watch out-- I broke my ARM when they tried to teach me!

My parents are thinking about moving up to Lake Shasta for their retirement. One of the draws is that they would not be able to garden in the winter, and therefore would not have gardening chores hanging over them for at least part of the year.

May is way too hot for me to work outside for any amount of time. It is now or never for any big outside projects.

I watched Waltons some and enjoyed it. DH#1 was very fond of it. Never did see Little House. There are so many series I have never seen.

It's so wonderful, -t. Of course, I may be biased.

Also, I love the theme song (trumpet!). I've been sitting here listening to it play over and over. Which may give you an idea of the depth of my Waltons love. Although, I'm not sure whether that would encourage you to watch it, or to run away as quickly as you can from the crazy woman! If you don't have NetFlix, I could probably lend discs before giving them to my mom. As long as they're not damaged, I know she would be tickled pink to have them appreciated by more people. If you're interested, email me your address.

eta: I took too long to post this. The offer was meant for -t, but is good for others. I just need them back by early Feb.

That is freaky, Suzi. I got no natural explanation. Voodoo, maybe.

I will put it on my Netflix queue, libkitty. Um, as soon as I'm allowed to - it gets up to 500 movies and I'm cut off...

I'm booking thropugh the Wire right now, though, so I should have some room on the queue soonish.

I thought I was bad with my NetFlix queue. Actually, I am, but there's just so much that I want to see! And I don't see most things first time through since I only have enough cable to get networks. Yep, I'm cheap.

Watch out-- I broke my ARM when they tried to teach me!

Amusingly, I almost mentioned that, but then I had to explain Men With Brooms first.

Though removing the breasts seems weird, I totally understand the rest of it. So I was totally with these parents...until they called her their "pillow angel" and I wanted to smack them.

Just the not-yet-expanded buds that form the breast tissue. Nipples, etc, still intact. Though the pillow angel part makes me shudder, it also seems pretty typical language choice for parents of severely disabled children, at least the ones with blogs.

Given how often you hear reports about the sexual victimization of the severely disabled, I think they made as good a choice as they could, but what a choice to have to make.

It's the tv that really bumps up the queue.

That and not watching stuff for stretches, and then adding a bunch of stuff that you missed because you weren't going to the theater, either.

Yeah, that pillow angel thing creeped me out at first, but then I started thinking about the fucked-up mental gymnastics people in a situation like that must have to do to cope with it all - eh, I can see it.