I wish LUSH made a line of baby products. My nephew really loves bath bombs, though.
They made a baby shampoo for a time, but I think they discontinued it pretty quick. But yeah, totally.
She just... she just did the math.
Kaylee ,'Objects In Space'
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.
P.M. Marc - Nov 29, 2007 7:34:09 am PST #4451 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
shrift - Nov 29, 2007 7:36:42 am PST #4452 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Today is never going to end, is it? It's just going to go on and on until I stab it in the eye with a Ticonderoga No. 2.
Aims - Nov 29, 2007 7:37:16 am PST #4453 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
When we were in San Francisco I bought the clear, jello-like seaweed soap from LUSH in Strawberry for Em. She LOVED it.
§ ita § - Nov 29, 2007 7:39:27 am PST #4454 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I need an organisational system for all the balls I have in the air right now. I'm taking fairly copious notes, but even so, I know there's stuff not being captured or that I don't remember was captured.
Grr.
Of course, if I didn't have a headache this would be of less import.
On the upside, eating a corn muffin. First time having a corn muffin. I'm chuffed that it's actually muffiny, and not a cupcake straining for edgy street cred.
Trudy Booth - Nov 29, 2007 7:40:19 am PST #4455 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
horrific episode of "what IS that in the sippee cup?" I wept. Didn't sleep.
Aw man, if I ever breed I'll need new cups... ALL my cups do that.
Glamcookie - Nov 29, 2007 7:40:44 am PST #4456 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
LUSH used to have the Ickle Baby bath bomb, which I think was for kids. I think you can still get it in the UK.
Steph L. - Nov 29, 2007 7:43:09 am PST #4457 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
LUSH used to have the Ickle Baby bath bomb
My *favorite,* hands down (despite the too-TOO precious name). I still have some hoarded away.
Susan W. - Nov 29, 2007 7:44:10 am PST #4458 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Ooh dammit. This is why I prefer only reading series several years after they're all done!
signed, Just finished the fourth Temeraire book. Dammit!
This was me, on the bus to work one morning the week the book came out. Curse you, Naomi Novik, with the leaving us in such suspense!
shrift - Nov 29, 2007 7:49:28 am PST #4459 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Oh, and Plei? Ray Toro is my favorite today.
JZ - Nov 29, 2007 7:53:35 am PST #4460 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Tep, I want you to know that the last time I was in a LUSH they were taking votes for "old favorites you want brought back" and I voted for Ickle Baby just for you.
I'm home right now -- Matilda has had some congestion and some kind of stomach ick for the last few days (she's blowing through five diapers a day at daycare), and last night she drooled like a runny faucet for 20 minutes and then threw up.
So we're home. She is still runny-nosed and drooly and blazing through her diapers but seems fine and cheerful. It's just me who's a wreck (along with the congestion and ick has been four or five nights in a row of her snapping awake whimpering and sobbing at somewhere between midnight and four, working herself up into a full swivet unless she's given a bottle, and then falling asleep and peeing in (our) bed; after half a week of this, Hec and I are twitchy bundles of raw sleepless nerves).
And now I'm fretting about my soon-to-be-ex-boss, drifting around all alone in the office. I feel like I've just given him a side of abandonment to go with yesterday's official resignation abandonment entrée.
On the upside, the coffee maker just finished popping out my second latte of the morning, and it turns out that Matilda loves scrambled eggs with ricotta and pasta sauce. Yay expanding palate!