Good morning, Jess! I think (I hope) I said it somewhere before, but congratulations.
Doyle ,'Life of the Party'
Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?
[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.
Jess! How's your new human?
newborn human is made of cute! DH showed up a few minutes ago with my breakfast so I'm going back offline for a while. going home tomorrow where there are real keyboards.
Jess! That is one darling little human child, way to go!
That Dylan sure is one cute baby.
A little ~ma please?
The wife of the family I ride to church with had a really bad fall yesterday. I just talked to the husband, and I'm going to head over there in a bit to help out for a while so he can run errands. This is a really sweet family that really didn't need another bump in the road, so ~ma for Mrs. A and the whole family would be greatly appreciated.
Jess! Congrats. When come back, bring update.
connie, has your dh called his doctor? He wants to get on the anti-viral meds ASAP. They'll make a big difference as to how severe his case of Shingles is, and in recovery time, and post-Shingles pain. I can't actually over-emphasize how important this is.
vw, I hope your friend is feeling better, soon.
thump
newborn human is made of cute!
That's our consensus too! Though it wouldn't hurt to have more pictures, just to be sure.
IME, those first couple of mornings in the hospital were so sweet -- waking up (in a bed you didn't have to make, in a perfectly clean room you're not even a little bit responsible for) with that new little face beside you and breakfast waiting and nothing to do in the day ahead but rest your body and study that little face and get acquainted.
So ridiculously happy for you!
The wife of the family I ride to church with had a really bad fall yesterday.
All the ~ma she needs -- though it sounds like, with the going out and helping, you yourself are already part of the ~ma.
Last night was Matilda's first Major League game; it was a lovely evening all around, starting with riding BART to the stadium and having everyone on the train admire the A's hat Suzi got her. We met the father of a baby boy just one month younger than Matilda (sadly, the dad was there solo, but he talked and talked about his boy). When I told him her name, he lit up and said, "Did you name her after the book?" Then he said that he and his wife had named their son Atticus.
Matilda was an excellent little rally monkey all through the game -- I started cooing "rallymonkeyrallymonkeyrallymonkey" at her just as Jason Kendall came to bat in the third, at which point the A's were down 3-0 and playing like idiots. And Kendall hit beautifully for once in his life and the A's had a 6-run inning, then a single run in each of the following innings (at which point we left), and when I got to the car and found the radio station airing the game the announcer was just saying, "...And that makes it 11-3, A's!" Clearly Matilda needs season tickets; or, possibly, the A's need her to have season tickets.
Of course, then she woke up at 2 and sobbed for an hour and now she's fussing mightily, but nobody's perfect. And winning the game like that probably took a lot out of her.