Hey, Billytea....

Did you know that biyi was here in Los Angeles for a visit?

What was that all about????

Can I just say it is NOT RIGHT that I have been to Minneapolis four times so far this year, and it has snowed two of those times? Including RIGHT FREAKIN' NOW, in teh MIDDLE OF APRIL? Grrr.

Spam of the day (from an investment firm alerting me to hot, hot prospect China YouTV):

Sarah just realized that having a hubby home all day long ends anybody's marriage, when her husband's new client, an assault helicopter unite, comes camping on her front lawn. Choose from our most popular assortment of world class gifts, to find the perfect enticement at price points to meet any budget. Upon arrival there everybody gets a pair of great wings in exchange for pain and grief.

Six eighteen ounce boxes per case, including all shipping charges. I write Ironic Mystery Novels published by the Aruntx Publishing Company, available from Barnes and Noble Bookstore. Her boss, Joe Madnick, is suing the love of his life. Three factors are contributing to this shift.

How much do I want to get a pair of great wings (I've had my share of pain and grief; clearly somebody owes me great wings), read an ironic mystery novel, and find out why Joe Madnick is suing the love of his life? SO MUCH.

I think I was summoned? I did wean Casper at nearly 2 and a half, not because I had to, but because I was pregnant and was not no way no how going to nurse two kids at the same time. It was less traumatic than I had expected, though there were a couple of shaky moments. We were down to 2 nursings most days when I started. I started by cutting down the time limits - I'd only let her go for a few minutes. Then we started talking up being a big girl and how we'd end nursing, since that was a baby thing. We talked it up each time we nursed for a couple of weeks, then set a date, and bought her a present (purple stuffed pony) to celebrate weaning. The next time she asked to nurse I reminded her that she was a big girl and she was supposed to hug pony when she wanted to remember nursing. In the first couple of weeks we had a couple of screaming fits, but overall it was okay.

I am also dealing with the Incredible Biting Boy lately, which I talked about a little in this morning's LJ post (casperflea). What's working for me is figuring out when he's going to bite and pre-empting him. He is a nasty little grinning biter but I think it's because of teething. Casper was never like this, although she tested with her teeth occasionally. I think the first teeth are the hardest, actually - once they learn not to bite it doesn't matter how many teeth they get. I have heard other people say that putting the baby down on the floor and walking away at every nip will help teach a biter not to.

I am happy to continue conversation on either topic via email!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY OWEN!!!

All the babies are growing up SO FAST.

*sniff*

I'll definitely be visiting your lj today, flea.

I changed my mind. This is the best spam of the day (for Viagra):

nan had a wreath of artificial flowers, a pair of old pink slippers, to put a hassock under the feet of her little mistress.

don't sound well, and mrs. arthur sydney don't seem to fit me a bit. wonder "and was sure that before he went away again, in some quiet moment he would give his manly breast.

walk forward," suggested the woodman. take care; for she is wicked and fierce, and may not allow you to destroy her.

sin that drives women to desperate deaths; often it is a dreadful loneliness

"i'll leave you in peace if you'll only "how do you learn all the proper ways? i never can. isn't

mary and ludmilla made friends everywhere; for, though very unlike, but if there isn't any, i must make up my mind to go without," answered i not punished enough? must death be my only comforter?

I have no idea where to post this....

So if I happened to acquire nine extra of this button, could I pawn them off on anyone around here?

I bet if you brought them to the F2F they would find owners, Ailleann.

Happy birthday to Owen! He's so grown up in that picture, I can't believe it.

Welcome home, Biyi! The reuniting of the wedded Teas is making me very happy today.

Is there a word stronger than stress? OMG, all my fears about certain work issues are coming true. I have permission to work from home to be all avoidy, but unfortunately the things I need to get done today require other things that are here in the office.

Why did I leave the Fernet at home?!?!?!?

Random thought I had while doing dishes this morning: "For all the times Tep has said, 'I don't know what I did to deserve such a great, dorky, sweet guy,' I bet The Boy is off someplace right now saying, 'I still can't believe I spent Easter morning drawing faces on all her eggs and then making her waffles while wearing bunny ears and she LOVED IT. I even doodled a heart in the crust of snow on the hood of her car! I am SUCH A DORK, and she doesn't just love me in spite of it, she loves me for it. I don't know what I did to deserve someone like her.'"

I'm going to have to temporarily stop loving The Boy so that I can re-route ALL OF MY LOVE TO JZ!!!

Seriously. You big sweetheart.