Slutty little lives. I bet they're making out right now.
They're on a beach somewhere with fruity adult beverages totally making out.
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Slutty little lives. I bet they're making out right now.
They're on a beach somewhere with fruity adult beverages totally making out.
Our lives are having lives without us!
Corwood! Geneva is beautiful! And so is Mrs. Industries! What a gorgeous family.
What pretty Industries women! Your baby girl is adorable.
Jacques has reappeared! Lori found him in Grace's drawers behind some stuff. Though we did look yesterday and complained to the nurse, so who knows if she planted the bug in someone's ear.
Oh, thank goodness.
YAY BABY!
I just went to Brooklyn mostly to see someone who didn't go. It was good to see the other folks, but still -- kind of ridiculous.
I am now going to watch Grand Slam, this new GSN show of game show champions competing. Right now it's Ken Jennings vs. one of the kids from the World Series of Pop Culture.
OK, why on earth do they have Dennis Miller and some British chick doing color commentary and Pat Kiernan anonymously reading the questions? Annoying. But the format of the show is kind of fun.
Jacques is now hanging above Grace's bed. I bought her a faux Jacques, which is a frog. And Moo Baa La La La.
And the wrong kind of onesies.
Lori shaved Grace's head, so now she doesn't look like a crazy person. Yes, she took lots of pictures of Grace's first non-asinine haircut.
She LOVED the clippers. She fell asleep every time Lori found a spot that needed cleaning up.
Thanks, y'all! I'm a lucky guy.
Congratulations Corwood! That's a delivery story you won't ever forget.
As advertised, Grace with a do-over haircut. And with Jacques and Aunty Allyson.
Here's Noah with a similar expression. Guess they are related.
Awww....lookit all those cute babies!
Today was the quiet day of my weekend. I ran errands, cleaned house, wrote, judged a writing contest entry, and gnashed my teeth over the Mariners' failure to pick up a game on the Angels and take the lead in the wild card race when handed an opportunity to do so on a platter.
I had a life today.
It was hard.
I hope to get out of August alive.