Me and Lori gave Grace a bath and changed her sheets tonight and she was SO ANGRY at us. But then she was all happy that she was in fresh sheets and soft comfy swaddling.
She looked up at Lori, threw her leg over Lori's arm, and let out a big yawn.
I sang Me and Bobby McGhee to her, woefully out of tune, but she was kind and did not mock me.
Is Grace complaining about the thread count?
She should make a stink.
It's 59 in San Francisco right now. We got all the way up to 72 today. Freakin' heatwave.
I'm pretty sure we didn't make it to 72 in Belmont, though Menlo Park probably did.
David, that's just mean.
And I paraphrase: "I would've been out here sooner if I knew about the weather."
I'm performing a public service.
I'm performing a public service.
Portland's should include a footnote about Advair. Or potentially that should be the lead story.
Be kind to me. I had my own "it was square and white and it looked like a tooth" moment tonight. Except it actually was a tooth. Mine. Well, part of one anyway. Dentist appointment~ma for tomorrow morning would be much appreciated.
Except it actually was a tooth. Mine. Well, part of one anyway.
Eeepah! You'd think with all that cheese in your diet the calcium wouldn't be an issue.
ouch, Megan. I hope it's not painful now and easy to repair tomorrow.
Luckily, besides a little headache, I'm not in pain. But this is when being new in town is not fun.