You've got my support. Just think of me as...as your... You know, I'm searching for 'supportive things' and I'm coming up all bras.

Xander ,'Empty Places'


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.


hippocampus - May 08, 2008 5:47:43 pm PDT #8391 of 10001
not your mom's socks.

recovery~ma Erin! & welcome home.

vw - feel better and take care of yourself.

{{Jilli}}

DH came home today talking about the trans-gender broadcasts - it was quite stereophonic, hearing his take on things, in tune with this board. Very nice. He'd missed the 'meandering toward motherhood' piece, so I let that one drop. he's heard my side of that debate plenty.

Oh! and a piece of news - the journal that has been all nolo me tangere about an article of DH's finally, after 3.5 years, published it. WOO-HOO! Thesis sees daylight. This would be the thesis that is the same exact age as Iris, as he was finishing it when I went into labor.


Cashmere - May 08, 2008 5:53:00 pm PDT #8392 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

Cindy, it was last Friday. The guy who dinged us for a BURNED OUT LIGHT BULB IN THE GARAGE, then dinged us for not having the correct soil on the new grading we had done around the house.

So we had our contractor correct that (even though the dumbass inspector never said what kind of soil to use--just that it was wrong). On this past re-re-inspection, he told us that the contractor used the right soil but the grade was 1% off or something equally stupid.

Christopher checked got the report at 4 a.m. this morning when he couldn't sleep. Then our wonky computer konked out for good, so he had to go into the office to print up the report. He proceeded to call every person involved on this buy out: our realtor, the contractor, the inspector, the relocation specialist, the head of human resources and I think the Pope.

We got a call from the Director of Human Resources promising that "this will be resolved quickly."

Um, yeah...I'm not going to hold my breath on this. The seven month odyssy of the three-month "guaranteed buyout" has sapped my strength.

As is the incident at the gym's daycare this week. Owen apparently took a toy knife and sort of put it up to the throat of a new member/mom who was checking out the day care center. She knelt down on the floor to say hello to him and he decided to play "pretend to cut a bitch."

New mom freaked out, I didn't find out about the incident until yesterday, when I had to sign an incident report and found out that both the mother AND the father were coming into the daycare to talk to the director (who likes us and Owen and is very professional and nice). Guess all those cookies we sent to the daycare staff are paying off.

I'm also stressed about having to go out and buy a new laptop, wanting to strangle my husband and my attitude-packin' two-year old.

Must crawl into a hole and hide from the humans.


brenda m - May 08, 2008 5:57:54 pm PDT #8393 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Oh good god, Owen. Cut your mom some slack.


sj - May 08, 2008 5:59:12 pm PDT #8394 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

(((Cashmere)))


Laga - May 08, 2008 6:02:23 pm PDT #8395 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

augh! The axe effect! It's burning my eyes! I'd seriously rather they blow cigarette smoke in the box office window. How can that guy stand himself? I honestly couldn't breathe. Oh lordy I feel sorry for anyone else watching Iron Man right now.


hippocampus - May 08, 2008 6:04:21 pm PDT #8396 of 10001
not your mom's socks.

seriously owen... Why use that move on total strangers when we have quite a large collection of assheads to practice on? Or the house inspector could also work... {{Cashmere}} oi.


Cashmere - May 08, 2008 6:05:07 pm PDT #8397 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

Eek, what a memememe post. Sorry. That rant was simmering.

Erin, much recovery ~ma for you.

Bug, I hope you're ok.

{{{Jilli}}}


amych - May 08, 2008 6:08:17 pm PDT #8398 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Dude, no. A well-deserved rant if there ever was one.


meara - May 08, 2008 6:10:21 pm PDT #8399 of 10001

OMG, Owen! Straighten up and fly right, boyo! Cut a bitch is NOT for other parents at daycare!

I'm very glad to find that P-C has been in Massachusetts. I was about to get all snitty about your secret trip to California

Heh. That was what I was thinking too! "Cindy took a trip to California and hung out with P-C and no one else?? WTF??"

I had dinner with two of my old coworkers. Most of the people who didn't get laid off have now quit. And the one coworker is like "we'll be needing people! all the sucky people left! come back and work with me!!" and I'm like "HAHAHAHAHAHH! No."


vw bug - May 08, 2008 6:10:37 pm PDT #8400 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Oh, dear, Cashmere. Owen, you've got to do that on people who can see the humor! Like all your auntie and uncle Bitches!

Also, Cashmere, sounds like you need a break, babe.

Bug, I hope you're ok.

I'm fine, although all those neb treatments made me nice and wide awake. And hungry. Grrrr.