::rolls up sleeves to start baking::

::opens mouth like baby bird::

Which Matilda is doing a lot lately, actually. She snivels for her pacifier, you start to hand it to her, and her little hands drop limply to her sides and she opens her mouth and looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to pop it in. She's so godawful lazy. Definitely my daughter.

Mal does that with his pacifier. @@

He was almost completely off them, asking for one every other night or so when he went to bed, and that was it. But on the plane flight over and in the airports, I kept him corked, and now he's hooked again.

I want chocolate chip cookie dough.

I want

• My brother's life to stop sucking so much
• Health for family and friends
• a little more financial security (and the self-motivation to achieve that)

and a bonus

• a garage or basement where I can make a mess learning how to sculpt

Is this a riding mower or push?

It was a push mower. He could just reach the handle.

Mom says "thanks" to all the well wishes. She said her boob is still sore, but the ice is too cold so she's suffering through.

I went to my personal trainer assessment. I saw my body fat percentage. Oh.my.god. OH MY GOD! I knew I was fat but it was 42% body fat. FORTY TWO. Which is not the answer to everything.

But the personal trainer was very upbeat and I have lost 2.5 lbs from my last doctor's appointment so that's a plus.

And I did 30 minutes on the bicycle machine thing. Tomorrow I go and carve out a program. I'm starting out going to the gym 3 days a week, so far I've gone twice this week!

If my mother was lucky she'd just find him out front of the house, dancing naked on the hood of their car.

Doesn't that basically hold true to this day? Best Case Scenario you just find him somewhere naked?

I'm so glad I asked.

So pleased about your mom's good news, askye, and go you with the program carving and gym joining and everything!

I need the name of a convent, stat.

Sara just went up to a little boy on the playground (maybe five or so) and said, I swear, "Dude, so are you going to be my boyfriend or not?"

sj, sorry you are in pain.

Thanks, Windsparrow. My back is better now. I think I tried to move to fast this morning because I woke up late. I also have a new nasal spray, so hopefully the headache from hell with stay away.

I want:

To finish my degree and figure out what the hell I'm doing with my life.

To eventually get married and have children.

To get my body back in shape and hopefully not hurt as much.

Sara just went up to a little boy on the playground (maybe five or so) and said, I swear, "Dude, so are you going to be my boyfriend or not?"

She's how old now?