Insent, Nora.
Hey, don't worry about it. Nest full of vampires, you come get me, okay. Box full of puppies, that's more of a judgement call.
Jonathan ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Sparky1 - Apr 12, 2007 6:51:20 am PDT #4717 of 10003
Librarian Warlord
sj - Apr 12, 2007 6:52:06 am PDT #4718 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Thanks, Cindy. This is TCG's super late meeting week, and I'm worried about him driving home in icy weather tonight.
Nora Deirdre - Apr 12, 2007 6:56:50 am PDT #4719 of 10003
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Sleety sleety sleet sleet. Yep.
vw bug - Apr 12, 2007 6:59:45 am PDT #4720 of 10003
Mostly lurking...
We've just got rain here so far.
Daisy Jane - Apr 12, 2007 7:02:04 am PDT #4721 of 10003
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Guess what! It's 11:00 and I'm still in bed. I don't have to do anything today. Mr. Jane is cleaning, and I may get my hair done later, but that's it. I love having the day off in the middle of the week. It's like staying home from school.
Oh, and I prefer candy of the gummi variety.
-t - Apr 12, 2007 7:05:03 am PDT #4722 of 10003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Timelies.
My sinuses are killing me today, but it's my own fault for forgetting my allergy meds for the last two days. I really shouldn't be trusted with unsupervised care of a delicate human body. But there's no sleet and I don't have to worry about sleeping babies/toddlers not sleeping, so it's not so bad.
Aims - Apr 12, 2007 7:29:14 am PDT #4723 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Last night marked night 4 that Em was in bed with us by 2:00 am. Which sucks extra as I haven't been to bed before 1:30am in weeks. And then she's up by 7:40 - when Elmo is on. I am so tired.
Vortex - Apr 12, 2007 7:31:06 am PDT #4724 of 10003
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
last night, at bro and SIL's, niecelet woke up at 11PM, and wanted to be in Mommy and Daddy's bed. (she also insisted on saying hello to me, which was nice) It was funny, she had this self satisfied look when they agreed to let her sleep with them.
WindSparrow - Apr 12, 2007 8:15:27 am PDT #4725 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Iris becomes an even cooler name when you know what the last name is.
Stargate?
Hi Sox. Hope you are making yourself at home here.
Feeling better~ma to everyone suffering ick today.
JZ - Apr 12, 2007 8:27:08 am PDT #4726 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.
Since this is clearly the Kidlet Report hour, here's the Matilda update:
Biting: Hasn't happened since I posted my wail of despair a couple of evenings ago. That night, all yesterday, and this morning, she nursed attentively and tenderly and without anything more than a single light-pressure nip that let up when I pushed a little on the back of her head to smoosh her face closer in to the breast. This is very, very relieving, because I seriously fucking hate washing the damn bottles all the damn time (or at least all the damn time that Hec, who also has the serious fucking hate, isn't washing the damn things).
Sleeping: Ha ha ha. ::cries:: Last night she woke at midnight wanting to feed, drowsed to total limp-limbed sleep at the breast, and woke the second her body hit the bassinet. Following which she cried for an hour. Finally, finally, at 1:30 she went down, only to wake again at 4:15 all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and kicky-legged, chirping and merry and heart-melty except for the ass-crack of dawnness of it all. Managed to get her to sleep again in our bed and managed to sleep a bit ourselves, but Hec is cranky and my back is knotty and tweaked.
How wrong would it be, really, to give her just a little morphine at bedtime? Just a teeny, teeny pinch?