vw, I hope the migraine leaves you alone soon.
Much ~ma for Anne's friend, I hope everything ends up all right.
Good luck to your gran, askye.
I seem to have little else to say without a shower. Mooom, I don't want to work today! blah
Now, I can hold a note for a long time...actually I can hold a note forever. But eventually that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for. The note coming after, and the one after that. That's what makes it music.
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Ailleann - Mar 25, 2007 4:16:24 am PDT #2218 of 10003
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Laura - Mar 25, 2007 4:29:57 am PDT #2219 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.
I forgot to mention that coming in when I was all stressed out and finding Matilda pictures was a lovely thing. It is so fun to see JZ, Hec, and Emmett in her expressions. Unconscious killed me ded.
Cashmere - Mar 25, 2007 4:31:17 am PDT #2220 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.
Nora, that's hard-core real estate porn right there.
The sun's coming out and it's supposed to be in the high 60's today. I'm going to get the kids dressed and take them out in the back yard. It will be muddy, but not too bad, I think.
Cashmere - Mar 25, 2007 4:32:32 am PDT #2221 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.
I forgot to mention that coming in when I was all stressed out and finding Matilda pictures was a lovely thing. It is so fun to see JZ, Hec, and Emmett in her expressions. Unconscious killed me ded.
That's my favorite, too! Matilda is not only gorgeous, she has a PERFECTLY shaped little head, expressive eyes, porcelain skin and edible toes.
Nora Deirdre - Mar 25, 2007 4:33:28 am PDT #2222 of 10003
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Nora, that's hard-core real estate porn right there.
I know! I have been eyeing that place for open house opportunities. I MUST see inside! Perhaps I will acquire a monocle and a WASPy inflection and get an appointment to see it.
Anne W. - Mar 25, 2007 4:33:42 am PDT #2223 of 10003
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Oh, that is a beautiful piece of real estate, Nora.
I just heard back re. my friend. It is "only" a viral infection of her upper respiratory system. Given that they were thinking "blood clot in lung" this is actually good news. Given that she's pregnant and there's not much she can take to knock the infection out, the good news is somewhat qualified.
She is still utterly miserable. She's in her fifth month and has actually lost weight.
Nora Deirdre - Mar 25, 2007 4:34:59 am PDT #2224 of 10003
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Oh, your poor friend, Anne. Continued ~ma for her to get through this misery. Glad everyone's stable at least though.
Laura - Mar 25, 2007 4:40:52 am PDT #2225 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.
Good to hear it was a less scary problem. Quick recovery for her.
SailAweigh - Mar 25, 2007 5:46:29 am PDT #2226 of 10003
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Health~ma to your friend, Anne. How very scary.
Migraine~ma, vw.
I looooove the real estate porn. I'm trying to imagine what the actual estate looks like, because that carriage house is HUGE. I can't go to our local parade of homes to often because my million dollar house envy turns me into a depressed mess.
Coffee is ready and I'm still sitting. This is all wrong.
JZ - Mar 25, 2007 5:47:59 am PDT #2227 of 10003
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I'm both glad and sorry for your friend, Anne. A viral infection is a miserable thing, especially with pregnancy-limited treatment options, but YAY that the baby is okay. How long will she be stuck in the hospital?
Matilda's on the couch with Hec right now -- I think they're watching Muriel's Wedding. She has been alternately incredibly dear and incredibly fussy lately, getting more and more frustrated with her own immobility. Last night she got utterly fed up with lying and sitting in our arms, and we spent half an hour swinging and swooping her around the living room, which made her positively giddy. She giggled and cackled and grinned like a mad thing, one fist jammed in her mouth being munched the entire time. Movement! Speed! So good!