Oh, well, in that case, she's a pro! :) That sounds pretty interesting, are you going to go? Did Sarameg's recent stories of birth-attendance scare you or intrigue you?

I don't recall sarameg's recent stories. I think I'm going to go, as long as it isn't in the middle of the night. (Birth center is in Virginia -- it's right by a Metro stop, but the metro doesn't run at night. It's not at a planned time, it's that she's just got her list of friends to call when she feels like she's about to go into labor.)

In cool news -- Israel just approved allowing same-sex couples to adopt kids. Same-sex marriage is a long way off (marriage in Israel is determined by religious authorities, while adoption is controlled by a secular government agency), but still very cool.

Nyargh. Why do my co-workers insist on telling me things that I DO NOT WANT TO KNOW? I'm like the resident agony aunt. Oh, sleeping with another co-workers boyfriend are you? I know your husband! Stop telling me things!

Oh, sleeping with another co-workers boyfriend are you? I know your husband! Stop telling me things!

Hee.

No idea why I'm still awake. I'm watching some old Law and Order episodes, and halfway reading a Rachel Carson book about the ocean. (It's the science book for this month in my "read at least one science book and one social science book per month" new years resolution.)

Yay for birthing parties! Get there early, Hil. Subsequent births are often quicker. I really wanted all my loved ones around me in a home birth, but I foolishly let the doctors force me to go to the hospital where I could only have 2 people present. Before I went in I had my loved ones around. My SIL did my nails and they all waited on me and stuff. Ah, the pampering was nice, the pain, not so much.

♥ ♥ Happy Day Bitches ♥ ♥

Right back at ya, Laura!

I have taken tomorrow off so that I can stand in line at the DMV. Car stuff -- especially when it's DMV stuff -- is the adult responsibility that makes me want to quit and crawl back to my parents' house, begging them to take me in. (They'd point, laugh and lock the door.)

Timelies, Bitches! Happy V-Day!

I have taken tomorrow off so that I can stand in line at the DMV. Car stuff -- especially when it's DMV stuff -- is the adult responsibility that makes me want to quit and crawl back to my parents' house, begging them to take me in. (They'd point, laugh and lock the door.)

I am SO with you on this. Though, MA RMV is actually fairly organized, though I still hate having to go there, or worse, call them to find out what I need before I go there.

But, now I have a good buddy there--the title supervisor. The last time I went in to see her she said to one of her co-workers, "We better get this right this time, because if this customer has to come in another time, we're going to have to offer her a job."

In CA you could make an appointment at the DMV, which helped tremendously, but didn't cure me.

How are you feeling today, Ms. Bug? Got enough DVDs to entertain you while you get some rest?

How are you feeling today, Ms. Bug?

Really crappy, actually. I was hoping to go to class this morning, but it just ain't happening. And I called into work too. It looks like I'm on house arrest until school next Tuesday. YAY.

Got enough DVDs to entertain you while you get some rest?

Yeah. And cable. And On Demand. And Netflix. And papers to write. I'll be good. I need a new pillow, though. Mine has turned into a pancake and is so uncomfortable.