I think you need to tell your parent, "I've been working on making, feeding, sustaining, and nurturing your GRANDDAUGHTER. So, little busy these days."

Meh. I mostly feel guilty and miserable about failing my own expectations, not theirs -- I was supposed to be a 1000 word a day writer with a novel and a chapbook and a couple of optioned if not actually produced screenplays under my belt by the time I hit 35, and in actuality I've done about 12 pages of creative writing, total, in the last half-dozen years.

I'm suddenly really glad that my parents live so close to my brother and SIL. My brother works nights, so my SIL has dinner with my parents a few nights a week and my dad plays with my nephew while she runs errands or just passes out on the couch watching movies with my mom.

I want to send my parents to live near JZ, now.

{{{JZ}}}

How much do I love that bosoms are all over the place at b.org today? THHIIIIIIISSS much!!!

mostly feel guilty and miserable about failing my own expectations

Know exactly what you mean, sweetheart. It's so easy to be on your own back about stuff anyway, let alone when you are sleep deprived a raising a new human. Try not to be, though. Be nice to my friend, m'kay? *smooch*

I want to send my parents to live near JZ, now.

I wish I lived close to Allyson's parents, too.

I just posted an add on Craigslist looking for an occasional sitter. DH's work schedule is getting hectic and I need someone in my address book that I can call during the day for doctor's appointments, errands and such.

We have three colleges (one very large one) in this town, so I hope I get some decent responses. There is a service in town that I can try but a friend didn't have very good luck with it--it's expensive and they take a few bucks off the top of the girls' pay.

If lived there, Cash - we would totally do a trade-off.

I can't wait until the next batch hatches! It's very exciting.

I know. Are there more? I know Lyra Jane is expecting, but we never see her here, anymore. Is there another active Buffista who is pregnant?

I want to send my parents to live near JZ, now.

I said this to Teppy a few weeks back, when she was sick, but this is the thing that frustrates me to tears about friendships that primarily take place online. If my household didn't have the plague, I'd have Matilda over to hang, while David and Jacqueline went home and napped, ate, and sexed the day away.

Okay, provided I didn't have to drive into Boston, to get her. They'd have to bring her here. All my localistas like to do things in the city. I have city fatigue. I worked there for years. I'm over it. I hate the trains. I hate the drive. I'm hoping Nora, Tom and Frank end up tempting a few more of the locals to the North Shore. I don't travel well. I'm like fine shrimp.

I'm totally counting Kat and Lori's babies as new nieces and nephews.

Well, I don't know if my SIL will actually pop out a niece, so I shouldn't plural that. I'm just assuming.

I played in the ice for a while. The pile behind the rear tires isn't that bad now. I think I could back out over it. If I could get the front tires free of the frozen drift they've been buried in by the idiots who point the snowblower toward the parking lot when they clear the sidewalk.

Which I can't. I did get them free enough to spin, but that's all they do. There's packed ice under and around them and I can't even get at it to break it up.

So then I walked to the store and got detergent and milk and a pot pie.

At least the sun's been out. Maybe it'll melt a little more. I'd really like to be able to get out tomorrow. Especially since I offered to pick up Daniel at the airport on Saturday.