This is an ex-parrot.

:: puzzled look ::

y'all disappoint me! Why has nobody talked about this yet? [link]

y'all disappoint me! Why has nobody talked about this yet?

For myself, it's because I'm too busy goggling at this tale: [link]

I read that seconds ago,omnis. made me smile.

billytea's link , made me laugh and laugh

Whoah! If new york recognizes out of state gay marriages, that's just like having gay marriage in new york!! though I know to legally marry in Mass, you're supposed to be residents there. So technically you couldn't be NY residents, head over to Boston for the weekend, then just go back to NY. But not sure about Cali, or Canada, or Spain or whatever.

I was so tired earlier. But I got home at 10pm and was all "WHOOT! HOME! Time to...check all my websites yayayay!" and am not yet in bed even though I really really wanted to be at about 5pm.

You could move to a gay marriage state, get married, and then move back to New York. I hope in the time it takes for someone to do that gay marriages are already being performed legally in New York.

Susan, I was going to suggest some nuts and dried fruit, but I see you already thought of that. When I was stuck with the low carb-no sugar cleanse I found that nuts were the perfect substitute snack. They also have fat and protein in them so they actually make you feel a bit full.

Word! I'm munching macadamia nuts right now, aifg! Also sunflower seeds are teh yum - I generally have a packet in my handbag these days, only 1g of carbs (along with 4g of fibre, iirc). I've also just bought a packet of mixed almond slivers and crunchy anchovies (having decided against the cheaper, locally made crunchy anchovy/lemongrass/chili/garlic yumminess, with regret, because it contains sugar).

Meanwhile I have half a yummy cantaloupe, some strawberries, some blueberries and a shedload of cherries sitting in my fridge, along with some fresh double cream. I think I might just have dessert for dinner!

Oh, morning. Please be better than yesterday.

Though parts of yesterday were...well, they should have been good. Except my brain was so mangled that I didn't enjoy them. I just used them to beat myself up for being an underachiever. Yes. I am quite possibly the ONLY person I know that could walk away from an evening of honors celebrations on campus (where *I* was one of the people being recognized and celebrated) feeling like a complete underachiever and loser.

Found out this morning that my big girl asked the African American woman across the street why her nose was so "squished".

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Fortunately, the woman has two kids of her own and took it lightly. I found out because I was telling my Uncle that Em told her potential teacher at registration yesterday that she had a small face. Which, the woman did. VERY petite woman with very small features. Joe and I were beet red and stammering apologies. Teacher just laughed and said she's heard it a million times.

THIS is the part of parenting I find hardest. I love that she is so honest and I know that she is being judgemental, she's just observing, but at the same time, I worry that she's gonna say the "wrong" thing and someone's gonna get mad and think I'm raising some sort of horrible child. I fell over myself with embarassment and trying to correct her when she pointed out the "black boy" at Burger King a couple of weeks ago. At first I went to say, "We don't call people black, he's a boy." but was afraid that sounded horrible, so I corrected it to tell her, "He's a kid."

And then I went home and wrote a resignation of parenting and called my mom.