Baby Sara is SSSOOOO CUTE!
May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one.
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Glamcookie - Mar 25, 2008 8:45:50 am PDT #1372 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
sj - Mar 25, 2008 8:47:20 am PDT #1373 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
The level of cuteness in this thread this morning is definitely lethal.
Definitely. Ded from the cuteness stories, which are keeping the sleep deprivation stories from scaring me too much.
I don't want to call about apartments today. I'm having people fear.
Aims - Mar 25, 2008 8:51:11 am PDT #1374 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
You took Em to class, Aimee?!
It was a kids invited session. We did a poetry workshop.
Amy - Mar 25, 2008 8:54:00 am PDT #1375 of 10001
Because books.
Ah! See Amy skim, skim, Amy, skim!
::sheepish::
Aims - Mar 25, 2008 8:56:00 am PDT #1376 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Not at all!
Since Joe's assignment was extended, she's continuing to stay with my Uncle. She started learning the Russian alphabet yesterday. I expect anyday now, we'll start hearing "Но я не люблю штаны" ** in the morning.
**"I don't like pants!"
tommyrot - Mar 25, 2008 8:59:08 am PDT #1377 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
In Soviet Russia, pants don't like you!
Amy - Mar 25, 2008 9:12:12 am PDT #1378 of 10001
Because books.
Bwah!
hippocampus - Mar 25, 2008 9:25:03 am PDT #1379 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
I'm now trained to wake up at 4 a.m. all tense and waiting for the screaming
righto - the first night we slept all the way through (ie - until 5:30), both DH and I woke up with "Huh-wah?" faces and the feeling that something was terribly wrong.
cute photos!
meara - Mar 25, 2008 9:45:03 am PDT #1380 of 10001
See, it's stories like that that make me suspect I am not made for kids. I mean, in theory I want kids. But I also don't do well on broken sleep. And YEARS of horrible broken sleep? I shudder to think what I would do, who I would be...
Jen - Mar 25, 2008 9:55:04 am PDT #1381 of 10001
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you
It must be a birthday thing, meara, because that's exactly what the dealbreaker is for me too. Other childbearing and -rearing things are incredibly difficult, of course, but a lot of what people seem to fear before they have kids I already have covered. Random, uncontrolled excretions? Pfft. What-ev. I get peed on by total strangers with some frequency at work. Screaming tantrums? I've got the heroin addicts with no coping skills for whom I care at work while they scream and call me names.
But averaging a couple of hours of sleep a night? For years? I seriously can't imagine anything more painful and demoralizing. I'm working on four hours of sleep today because I got up early to watch a baseball game, and I haven't even managed to take a shower yet.