Yep, Ike is falling apart and hopefully will not be able to get it together again before it lands in Texas somewhere. Nothing in the Atlantic following it either. Sounds like the perfect time to honeymoon in the Keys. Well, except for the wicked hot and humid thing, so you will have to spend more time in air conditioned spaces.

{{all of ya}}

ZOMGWTFPARENTING. Dylan threw the mother of all tantrums at the playground this afternoon* and then repeated the act in the backyard an hour later**. Now I can hear him throwing things out of his crib and saying "uh-oh!" instead of sleeping. I predict that in about 5 minutes he's going to start yelling because all his stuffed animals are on the floor.

*I wouldn't let him hold his Sigg on the swing because I'm not a fan of chipped teeth and bloody lips.

**I wouldn't let him play ball on the concrete patio with an empty glass baby food jar (our neighbor's 9-month old was having dinner out there) because I'm not a fan of cleaning broken glass out of kneecaps. Also, I'm mean and horrible and hate fun.

I decided Hec is wrong, though. I'm not in hell. I'm just being nibbled to death by ducks.

It's a shame, really. If you were in hell with the ducks, you could roast them over one of the open firepits and have a delicious home-cooked meal.

It's a shame, really. If you were in hell with the ducks, you could roast them over one of the open firepits and have a delicious home-cooked meal.

That is the tastiest version of glass-half-full I've ever seen. Well done!

I was this close to a "when life hands you ducks, make confit" platitude, but I resisted. Almost.

(Between the ducks in here and the pie in Natter, the board is making me hungry. I should go heat up my dinner.)

Mmmmmmm, roast duck. I had duck for the first time when I was in New Orleans last spring, which was a really good introduction to the dish.

Ok. I know this is going to seem silly, but it's 8:30 p.m. on a school/work night, and I'm not ready to fall over. Ok, almost, but still. Last week I was crying for two hours by this point. Maybe the taper will stabilize and work. I'm SO relieved.

Maybe the taper will stabilize and work.

I hope so. I'm glad things are looking better for you.

GC, I hope you guys get your awesome honeymoon. You need the break. One thing that I was glad of my mother's incredibly huge, close family is that they all shared time with their father, each taking their turn taking him in and taking care of him until he died.

Jessica, now you know where the myth of the changeling came into being. It's like someone takes your darling, sweet baby and replaces them with a little screaming monster. Liv's been in a major 'sode for the last two weeks and boy, does she know how to push her boundaries.

Fuck, I hate this city sometimes. They closed the entrance to the highway for some reason, without detour signs to the next entrance. So, I got totally lost and had to call TCG to figure out how to get home. I know it's my own fault for not knowing this city as well as I should by now, but right now I am hating this city and myself. As well as trying to calm myself down from an anxiety attack.

Hec, you would love -- it's on wheels, wood, and looks like a simple cabinet, but the top splits open into two to give you extended smooth counter space, a deep well for bottle storage and holes for shot glasses and highballs

Swanky! Invite me over for drinks. I can make you a pink drink.

Sean, those are Hell Ducks. Seriously, that's not duck nibbles. That's more like having surly weasels in your Bermuda shorts.