Ah, the pitter patter of tiny feet in huge combat boots. Shut up!

Mal ,'War Stories'


Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Allyson - Aug 12, 2007 10:41:08 am PDT #4182 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

Hey!

I am officially down 7 pounds! Which doesn't seem like much, and I haven't really noticed, but slowly but surely, weight is coming off.

It probably would come off faster if I didn't eat the occasional 6 piece 250 calorie chicken mcnuggets or the 200 calorie mexican coke.

But seriously, I think I'd go bananas if I didn't do that once a week.

Oh, and I had a Dots Oreo cupcake last week (it was someone's birthday) so that was probably like, 600 additional calories.

But! 7 pounds of nasty fat. Gone.


Bobbi - Aug 12, 2007 10:46:40 am PDT #4183 of 10001
Dog is my co-pilot.

But! 7 pounds of nasty fat. Gone.

Congrats!


sumi - Aug 12, 2007 10:48:59 am PDT #4184 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!

paperdol! Congratulations!!


Kat - Aug 12, 2007 10:49:19 am PDT #4185 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

YAY being down weight... that's a very good thing.

I'm still slowly putting things away after the house being sprayed. What a pain. all of the baby stuff is ziplocked, but we have to rewash pots and pans etc. which is a nightmare.


Liese S. - Aug 12, 2007 10:49:25 am PDT #4186 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Go you, paperdol.

Whoot, brenda. I am so in love with your new place. Also, yay, frontloaders. Remember to leave the door of the washer open a bit after you're done to let any excess water evaporate (it can't naturally through the top).

Man, I just missed the best deal evah on craigslist frontloaders. He3t's for $800. Got email back from her at 11 last night, gone by 10 this morning. Whoops.

Our dog is everywhere, all the time. He's like, quantum dog. I have become accustomed to the perpetual dog hair, but I forget that other people aren't.


Kat - Aug 12, 2007 11:04:42 am PDT #4187 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

So, I've learned an important lesson about the color yellow. When your baby is already jaundiced, putting her in yellow is not a good idea: [link]


brenda m - Aug 12, 2007 11:07:15 am PDT #4188 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

The Green Lantern better watch his ass, though.


Kat - Aug 12, 2007 11:07:57 am PDT #4189 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

That's what I'm saying! Yellow is bad for him and my daughter.


Theodosia - Aug 12, 2007 11:14:19 am PDT #4190 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

I'm in a Panera in Manchester CT -- traffic has been horrendous, truly awful, from construction delays to rollovers, plus I've missed turns twice and gone miles out of my way. So I decided to get a sandwich and then saw there was a Panera right off the damn exit and I was like "I'm SAVED!"

Seriously, one of the worst drives not due to weather that I can remember. Probably if I wasn't bone tired it wouldn't feel quite so bad, but it would still be bad....


Jesse - Aug 12, 2007 11:15:22 am PDT #4191 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Go, paperdol! Losing while still having the things you want sometimes is the best.

Poor yellow Gracie.

I just got through the last Pile O' Paper. Yay! There's stuff to file and deal with still, but STILL. I do have one super embarassing situation: I found the check my grandmother sent me for my birthday last December, which she just recently called and asked about, and I swore I had gotten it (which, of course, I had....). Should I just shred it, or do I need to confess?

Now I'm starving.