Interview-ma to ChiKat!!

remind me how difficult it is to navigate the "you make bushels of money and I don't" waters when choosing hotels and activities.

Ugh--that's such a pain, I've been on both sides (OK, "bushels" is exaggerating, but some friends work at nonprofits!). But partly I think all you can do is remind someone, because otherwise they might not even be thinking about whether you meant "let's grab a $7 burrito" or "let's go get dinner at a place that's NICE". The problem comes when people are like "Oh, this place isn't that expensive" and then you get there and OK, one entree is $12, but the good ones are more, and then everyone wants appetizers or dessert or drinks and with tax and tip suddenly...

Another baby update:

Ok - two women have delivered, so they are hoping to have a room for us within the hour.

And I am leaving the office, so I am off watch now until I get home.

Poor thing, there 6 hours and no room

No kidding! Are there laboring women stacked up in the halls?

more to the point, what holiday was 40 weeks ago?

::grins::

eta: come on - Iris was born November 15... we started out as one of 8 families on the ward... by the 19th, there were 40.

t /threadkill

Ok, Sparky, that student is stupid.

Um. I think that's all.

Oh, wait! Thanks for all the congrats!

We just finished cleaning out the old apartment and we're done except for the unpacking, which I'm ignoring right now. Tonight we have leftover Chinese food and a bottle of prosecco for dinner.

I was very skimmy, because, like Cindy, the Baby!Alter news made me giddy. Yay for imminent sprog!

I have no idea what I just skimmed. Cold meds are serious stuff.

If y'all are tired of the saga of L, totally skip this.

So. Jackass is being waaaay over the top melodramatic now. Sending the texts from last night ("I just need to rip my soul out and see what's there.") and whiney emails today. One such message went something like, "I just feel so alone and like I have nobody to talk to."

So, L called bullshit. She downloaded the phone calls to the house, found a repeating number for all the times she was gone. I used google fu, and apparently while he's been "soo alone [he] feel[s] like blowing [his] brains out, he has not been feeling so awful as to not find time to talk to a 28 year old administrative assistant who lives down the street from the bar he manages and apparently likes to talk on the phone at all hours of the night.

It's like a puzzle. A puzzle with a bitch-slap at the end.

It's like a puzzle. A puzzle with a bitch-slap at the end.

I kept wondering when Jess was due... hope labor is going well. BABY!

Poor thing, there 6 hours and no room

No kidding! Are there laboring women stacked up in the halls?

Some hospitals put pregnant women in a triage area until they're actively laboring (or right up until they're ready to deliver). With Liv, I labored for HOURS in a teeny, stupid room behind a nurses' desk in the maternal triage area. They moved me into an L&D room about 6 hours after we got to the hospital. I disliked the setup because it was so different from what I had with Owen but I wasn't in mood to argue.