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.
I was compensating for doing too much by drinking too much caffeine which is a good recipe for an anxiety attack.
Eee. I did that last week. I know not to, and yet some days it feels like I can't avoid it.
I ate two mangled cupcakes, put one in my lunchbox for tomorrow, and the rest in a container to bring in to the office to share tomorrow. Lunch for tomorrow is leftover soup, some bread to dip in it, a cupcake, and strawberries. Maybe I'll add some carrot sticks. (I'm trying to get back in the habit of bringing my lunch rather than buying it. I calculated what I'm spending on lunches, and it's kind of ridiculous.)
Man punches camel at 6 Flags.
t packs bags, catches plane to Vallejo
t finds asshole, punches him repeatedly while spitting on him
Asscake.
The cupcakes are Mexican hot chocolate flavored,
ooh, sounds good. I'm assuming deep chocolate, cinnamon spicy goodness?
food got expensive
I know! I went out to get a pound of butter, and the good stuff was $4.69! FIVE GODDAMNED DOLLARS for butter. But, I'm making pie crust, so good butter is important.
ooh, sounds good. I'm assuming deep chocolate, cinnamon spicy goodness?
Yep. Chocolate and cinnamon, with a bit of cayenne, though you can't really taste that. And the batter also has coconut milk, flax seeds, and almond meal, which gives it a kind of nutty undertone. Powdered sugar and cinnamon sprinkled on top, because I hate making frosting.
I realize I am coming late to the conversation, but as a parent of a cross dressing boy who loves to pretend he's a girl just as much as he loves to play with rockets, the NPR story totally pinged me. The mom saying so plaintively "He still really struggles around pink." So let him have his pink! WTF is wrong with people?!? And as for the other kid, MAYBE he's transgendered, but maybe he's just a little boy who likes dolls and dresses. Why make him choose at age 6 between having those things and being a boy?
Okay so Sunday Isaac wore a dress for pretty much the whole day. Wore it to the store and everything. He and his sister were playing that she was a friend of theirs, Sophie, and he was Frances. If at that moment I had asked him if he was a boy or a girl, his answer would have been girl. My attitude is he has his whole life to be a boy, why force the issue right now?
MAYBE he's transgendered, but maybe he's just a little boy who likes dolls and dresses. Why make him choose at age 6 between having those things and being a boy?
Exactly. Honestly, until you start talking about puberty and hormones, nothing is irreversible. Let the kid do whatever, they'll change their mind or they won't.
I played with my brother's toys and dressed up as Darth Vader for Halloween all the time. So glad Mom didn't have a gender panic over it!(My dad actually might have...he's constantly hitting both Bro and me with "So, uh, if there is any thing you want to tell me...")
In my case, he might get partial credit, but actually I think we are both gun-shy as hell, plus being Introvert Spawn, we don't have, you know,mad game to spread around.
Thing 1 - Lilybean - still bringing lethal levels of cuteness!
Thing 2 - vw's kindergartener - awesome wee bundle of nefariousness!
Thing 3 - Mmmm, Mexican cupcakes for the win! Might try a variation on that theme for the chocolate cheesecake I'm planning to make for tomorrow - chocolate and cinnamon and a little chili and cumin...hmm... or maybe I need to make on like that for
me,
and then make a mocha one for the party? Hmm....
Thing 4 - if you spend half an hour at work crying in the loo after a meeting with your boss, no matter how hard you try to rectify the matter with application of cold damp towels to your bloodshot eyes or Jamie McCallum on your iPod or pictures of outrageously cute Buffistinies, you will still not fool a couple of dozen six year olds when they come in from lunch. "I hurt my eyes" seems to be more or less convincing them, accompanied by a firm tone of voice.
Fuck. Stupid overemotional idiot girl.
Fay fay fay! Why are you crying for an hour in the loo instead of having a yummy lunch?? Anything we can do or say?
Edit: A meeting with your boss?? Uh oh...
My attitude is he has his whole life to be a boy, why force the issue right now?
Burrell, I just want to say how much I admire you as a mom. I wish more people thought the way you do.
Oh Fay! Poor sweet girl! Lots of hugs to you. And porn to make you cheery.
