My plan to become well rounded included pastries.
Yeah, I definitely became well-rounded in college.
OK, I can keep clicking Read New, but the trash isn't going to take itself out.
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My plan to become well rounded included pastries.
Yeah, I definitely became well-rounded in college.
OK, I can keep clicking Read New, but the trash isn't going to take itself out.
My plan to become well rounded included pastries.
I want cold pizza for breakfast
warm Coke to wash it down
maybe a couple of onion rings
make this girl well-rounded
I hope he slept the rest of the night, Jessica.
He did! He woke up at 7 quietly babbling to himself (instead of in a screaming fit at 5:30)!
I won't say I wish we'd tried this sooner because I honestly don't think it would have worked - he's old enough now where he mostly grasps object permanence, meaning that when we leave the room, he knows we're out in the hallway, and I think that's important. Leaving a crying baby who's confused and pissed off that you're not rocking him to sleep is a huge difference from leaving a crying baby who thinks you've disappeared off the face of the earth forever.
OK, I can keep clicking Read New, but the trash isn't going to take itself out.
Try clicking Empty Trash.
{{{Windsparrow}}} I hope your day improves.
He did! He woke up at 7 quietly babbling to himself (instead of in a screaming fit at 5:30)!
Yay! Go, Dylan and Dylan's parents!
Try clicking Empty Trash.
{snicker}
hooray Jessica, DH & Dylan!
Andi - it sounds like you were there exactly when you were needed and able to do what needed to be done. That is huge. (and by that, I don't mean pastries. though you should treat yourself to something today, no?)
WS, glad you were there when the resident keeled over - and glad it sounds like they're recovering. It might have been a TIA - similar symptoms to a stroke, but people tend to recover quickly.
A friend once told me about getting a truly terrifying call from her mother (who lives about a six-hour drive away) who was hallucinating. Turned out it was some new medication that she was reacting to, but there was still the six or so hours of panic as they drove up to make sure she was OK.
huh, that was odd, my post was bold.
I read this and thought, "Well, that was good. You had something to say, and you said it. It was assertive, but I don't think overly s... oh."
(pours coffee through the internet for Emily)
What an excellent idea. Lovely Toddson.
maybe a couple of onion rings
I know I haven't even had breakfast yet (though my oatmeal is sitting next to my keyboard, cooling off enough for me to eat), but now I want onion rings. Mmm. Big, thick, hand-cut, batter-dipped and fried onion rings.
Unfortunately, the only coffee I have access to at the moment is the stuff from our office machine. Weak and bitter. And, today, COLD.