Barb, I'm glad you had quick reflexes! Scary.
ION. HULK!SMASH! I'm not a cable tv viewer, therefore I am not eligible to watch the triathlon live online, which is the only place NBC is airing it.
[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.
Barb, I'm glad you had quick reflexes! Scary.
ION. HULK!SMASH! I'm not a cable tv viewer, therefore I am not eligible to watch the triathlon live online, which is the only place NBC is airing it.
Lie to them, d. They don't verify anything if you just pick a cable company.
Thanks, I discovered Verizon High Speed Internet was an option so I don't even have to lie! Although my friend did. But we are happily watching aifg!
VERY cute nephew you have there! Also? HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE.
He is!
Although I was 9 lbs 4 oz, my brother was 9 lbs, but they induced mom 2 weeks early because they were worried he'd be 9lbs if he went to term so who knows my brother might have been 10 lbs. Momwas 10 lbs, and the family tradition is that my maternal grandfather was 12 lbs, but they were evidentally guessing his weight based on how heavy a sack of flour was.
We're the family of the giant babies.
I was 5lbs 1oz.
ND, continued ~ma for your mother. I hope you can get her the care she needs without too much family drama.
Happy Belated DebetEsse!
For all you women who think you have the world's best boyfriend? You are wrong. I and I alone have the world's best boyfriend. Your boyfriends may be nothing to sneeze at. They may, in fact, be worthy gentlemen indeed. They may have numerous manly virtues. But none of them are as courteous and sweet and awesomely wonderful as mine is.
Why, you ask? What proof have I, that my boyfriend is the best? Here is my proof:
We have little black beetle-y bugs that invade our house this time each year. They don't bite. They don't seem to get into food except accidentally or incidentally. They are not harmful so much as they are annoying.
I have a big wad of polyfill quilt batting - I bought a queen sized sheet of the stuff that I have been using bit by bit in baby blankets. Over the course of the last couple of weeks, a few of the bugs have gotten stuck in it, and been unable to crawl back out. Who knew? Quilt batting is a death trap for insects. Hadn't said anything, but I was thinking I would end up just cutting out a big chunk of the stuff to get rid of the bugs. Not a big deal, but annoying.
Daniel noticed them tonight while we were watching an ep. of Firefly. Without saying anything about it, he picked up the wad of batting, and started picking the bugs out of it. When I saw what he was doing, he said, "Well I knew you wouldn't like having those bugs in there."
Top that, ladies.
Oh man, one of my sweetest memories ever...
When I was ten? eleven? I gave up chocolate for Lent. At some point during Lent there was a big family dinner at my Grandparents. It wasn't a birthday or anything, they just had the whole gang for dinner every month or so. Dessert was fudge ripple ice cream. I was bummed, but I wasn't going to make a fuss.
When dessert came my Grandmother handed me a bowl -- she had taken a spoon and scooped each and every fudge ripple out of my ice cream.
I have since tried to do that, it is no simple task. And I wasn't doing it at the tail end of having twenty people over for dinner.
Windsparrow, if you feel half as loved now as I do remembering my Grandmother's act of over twenty years ago you are a blessed woman.
Windsparrow, if you feel half as loved now as I do remembering my Grandmother's act of over twenty years ago you are a blessed woman.
Yeah, it's pretty amazing, isn't it?