It's baby birds all around! I had just gotten done telling our trio how lucky they are that we are not predators.

Connie, ruinous shipping might not be all that big a barrier to the true and dedicated stuff collector that is FIL. He wants them going to a good home beyond all reason. The feel-good factor may well motivate him.

I just called to Hubby, "Do you want a bunch of old Scientific Americans?" "That would be neat--oh, no, who died?" "No one's dead. We're talking boxes, here, now." "Oh, that would be neat--gosh, that would cost a lot to ship." "Hold that thought."

Yes, Good Homes R Us. Hubby keeps flipping through them in the supermarket and going, "I wish I could afford a subscription." Let the negotiations commence.

connie, they could be sent media mail, so shipping might not be awful.

cute husbandman will be bringing me lemonade and will cook me dinner. This is very good. I think I wouldn't bother with food if he didn't make me some. which would be bad.

I just tried to help Hubby with the dishes. Since I do the working, he does the house as much as he can. He told me I was doing it wrong--and he was right--and while he did appreciate the attempt to help, he'd rather do it himself. Which is a relief, because I hate doing dishes, but, gosh, I should be able to do dishes.

Oh, the problems of the modern geek woman.

Seanie - can you hop on IM?

So, in Who needs enemies when you have friends like that? news....

Went to have lunch with a "friend" the other day. We aren't particularly close as she has, in the past, been a total hoor to me. Things were mended and whatever.

So there I am, having lunch with her - that *I* bought and grought with me, even though she invited me - and I noticed our Christmas card on the wall. I said, "Hey! There we are!" She replied, "Yep! I thought that was such a neat picture." "Why?", I asked, thinking stupidly that it was the novelty of the palm trees and such. She said, and I quote, "I thought it was neat how you posed yourself so noone could tell if you hadn't lost your baby weight. You can't see your hips, your belly or anything!"

I about choked on my salad.

FTR - this [link] was the picture.

Ye gods, Aims, what a sow!

eta: By which I mean her, obviously, not you. It may be a wee bit premature to move her back onto the complete hoor board, but she's definitely on notice.

I give all my sick to your "friend"