Kat, I have to teach at 4:45 on Thursday, so maybe I can scoot by before then if I do indeed have the day free. Otherwise...Sunday?
msbelle, I'm so sorry to hear it's a bad day. But he's in bed and you start again tomorrow. Better.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Kat, I have to teach at 4:45 on Thursday, so maybe I can scoot by before then if I do indeed have the day free. Otherwise...Sunday?
msbelle, I'm so sorry to hear it's a bad day. But he's in bed and you start again tomorrow. Better.
That sound an awfully like...a kid. Sorry, I'm not trying to be awful, I'm just so glad he's comfy enough to be a pill in a pushing buttons sense (I did fret about that.) It certainly doesn't make it any less exasperating and exhausting.
because he didn't want what was made. stuff he has eaten before mind you.
Heh. That sucks so much. I've had many such meals with Emmett when he was Mac's age.
Emmett: "I hate macaroni and cheese"
Me: "What? Last week you told me it was your favorite?!"
Emmett: "Nuh uh! I never liked it. Can we have pizza?"
Me: "I'm not going to throw out the mac and cheese after I made it."
Emmett: "I'm not eating it!"
Usually I just let him eat toast at that point. "I'm not making a whole 'nother dinner. You can have toast or cereal if you don't want this."
...and we'll have this entire navelgazey debate over whether or not to open and Allysonverse thread.
...and people will be vying for Allyson's attention and sending Ruby random cat toys.
This site is kind of mesmerizing -- Normal Room. Pictures of...normal rooms, from around the world. You can browse by room or by location.
...and people will be vying for Allyson's attention and sending Ruby random cat toys.
And I'll have to sell my hairdryer on ebay because Allyson used it! and totally faked me out asking to do so. Still laugh at myself about that.
sara, how did she fake you out?
Kristin, ha! totally.
msbelle, I know it's not fun, but sara's onto something. I'm glad he's getting comfortable, even if it is maddening times a jillion. Sorry noodle.
ita, Sunday! Let's do Sunday! Cause my BW appointment just changed. Gr.
Shit. I think I booked Sunday too.
The fuck? I have no life. This makes no sense.
I'll know more after krav tonight.
Whoops! Time to be leaving.
She totally prefaced the request with a shamelessly sweet compliment which was so outta-the-blue it was startling. She was attempting to startle me into agreement! Which I would have done anyway, cause, hello? It's a hairdryer. I may have taken the not-barracks, but I'll share my hairdryer!!
The fuck? I have no life.
bahahahaha! hello and welcome to my calendar. How did I get busy?