And damn, it's spendy!
This is not surprising at all. I thought I was getting lucky with a $165/month for Owen's three mornings a week. There were a few that I looked into that were $300/month, but they were also four and five half days.
It's a real burden being right so often.
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
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.
Cashmere - Jul 31, 2007 4:42:29 am PDT #8913 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Laura - Jul 31, 2007 4:43:58 am PDT #8914 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
I'm glad to hear that Toto isn't mad at you.
Eeep, totalling the car at 18 and not getting hurt could improve his driving, or make it worse. I'm glad he's ok.
Pre-school is fun! I hope you find a not so pricey option. I paid for Brendon, but Bobby got to go to public school pre-school because of his speech issues.
Miracleman - Jul 31, 2007 4:46:37 am PDT #8915 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
Yeah, Em and I were the big ol' lazy layabouts.
(Sorry again, Aims.)
On the other hand, Em woke up in a *great* mood, so I'm reaping all sorts of layabout benefits.
Cashmere - Jul 31, 2007 4:51:21 am PDT #8916 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Laura, I'm sorry about your sister's MiL.
On the other hand, Em woke up in a *great* mood, so I'm reaping all sorts of layabout benefits.
Kids are so much more fun when they wake up happy.
Stephanie - Jul 31, 2007 4:58:57 am PDT #8917 of 10001
Trust my rage
Ellie woke up this morning and immediately started jumping on her knees on the bed. It was so cute to see her so totally happy and still sleepy.
meara - Jul 31, 2007 5:19:45 am PDT #8918 of 10001
I woke up with cramps AND a headache. Grabbed some painkiller and a heating pad and went back to bed. Woke up to the lovely sound of the landscapers doing crazy chainsaw things in the building courtyard. LOUD.
BUT, as I lay there thinking "God damnit, I just want some sleep," my phone rang! With someone (who I was going to call and bug today!) requesting an interview!! Way to make my day start off WAY BETTER. YAY.
Daisy Jane - Jul 31, 2007 5:23:20 am PDT #8919 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
OI! Families of my Bitches! No more accidents, infections, leaving this plane for another, etc. I mean it!!
This.
Y'all had a discussion about the south and I missed it! My South has family and savory food, fireflies at night and woods with meandering creeks, treehouses built over long summer days, porches and back porches, football and booster clubs, iced tea with too much lemon, dogs sleeping under the house, fishing with granddandy, good music, accents dripping honey, eccentric folk, work trucks, boat hitches and Big Stars.
Nora Deirdre - Jul 31, 2007 5:24:50 am PDT #8920 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I want to go visit the South. Tom and I were just talking about taking a road trip.
Vortex - Jul 31, 2007 5:40:18 am PDT #8921 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
DH was originally going as well, but he can't swing it with the business. He's a good one for telling me to go without him.
sooooo, does that mean that there's an extra ticket floating around? ;)
Miracleman - Jul 31, 2007 5:53:16 am PDT #8922 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
So I'm searching for a job online while Emeline draws on her chalkboard easel thing with, natch, chalk.
Then she wanders over to where I'm typing on the laptop and draws a line with chalk on the back of the screen.
Me: No!
Em: (looks irritated for a moment) Sowwy.
Then she goes to do it again!
Me: I said NO!
Em: (stares at me for a moment, gauging: Is Daddy serious? Is this, perhaps, a code for "Oh, how precious! Do it again!"? Hm. Scowling. Glaring. Not code, then. Begins fake crying) I want my Mommy!
Me: Mommy would say "no", too.
Em: (stomps off)