I spent at least three hours kind of drifting between asleep and awake,
hate that. Did it this morning from 4:30 to 8:00 or so.
Jayne: Here's a little concept I been workin' on. Why don't we shoot her first? Wash: It is her turn.
'Serenity'
Natter 55: It's the 55th Natter
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.
Lee - Nov 03, 2007 6:40:12 am PDT #237 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Jesse - Nov 03, 2007 6:41:53 am PDT #238 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I didn't mind it, because I was afraid when I woke up at quarter to seven (and it was PITCH BLACK out, wtf), that was going to be it for the night.
Jesse - Nov 03, 2007 6:42:17 am PDT #239 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh, I guess tomorrow they're fixing the pitch black issue, huh.
Lee - Nov 03, 2007 6:42:48 am PDT #240 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I am planning on napping.
Kat - Nov 03, 2007 6:48:46 am PDT #241 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
People said things like that do me when I was in chemo. It's not strength. It's not bravery. It's just putting one foot in front of the other, because what else can you do?
Ginger, I can so easily relate to this! I swear, when people tell me how strong I am for anything Grace-related, it makes my head spin. It's not strong. It's life. I do what I have to do because I have to do it. Not because I choose to or because I want to.
I'm at a conference today. Bleh.
Theodosia - Nov 03, 2007 7:06:12 am PDT #242 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 almost halfway through my all-day programming class, which at least is going relatively fast. I wish I was playing with Illustrator, though.
Allyson - Nov 03, 2007 7:14:35 am PDT #243 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
Kat, you were strong before the kids were born. You haven't lost that, and maybe it's more evident to people who don't know you that well.
Kat - Nov 03, 2007 7:20:24 am PDT #244 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Thanks, Allyson. That's a really good thing to hear. It's just so weird to me that people think having a sick kid makes me strong.
K spent a long time with Grace the other day, after activities. She has decided that we can't treat her much differently than Noah. She played "TOUCHDOWN!" and "SAFE" with her (with the appropriate arm motions). Made the same noises at her that she does at Noah. Picked her up and tried to get her to stand (Grace was all, "WTF? You want my LEGS to hold me? You CRAZY, lady." I love all of that.
I wish I didn't have to work. I wish I could stay home and just be with my children, especially Grace.
-t - Nov 03, 2007 7:25:14 am PDT #245 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
It's life. I do what I have to do because I have to do it. Not because I choose to or because I want to.
But that is strong. You could run away and not deal or climb into a bottle or just give up on that whole getting out of bed every day and to hell with what you have to do, but you don't.
Allyson - Nov 03, 2007 7:29:24 am PDT #246 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
Awww, I'm visiting Ms. Gracie today, and we'll do the Gracie dance (It ain't easy, bein' Graaaaace to the tune of it ain't easy being green).
I bought a ton of scrapbooking supplies for their photo album last night.
They had a whole collection of Noah's Ark stickers.