The kids were insano last night. DH had to go entertain his sales managers until 10 p.m., so I put the kids to bed. Then they crawled into bed with us at 1. I got up and put them back in their own beds. Liv had a crying episode at 1. I got into bed with her until she quieted down then went back to my own bed. Owen woke up crying at 6 and only wanted me, even though DH tried to get up with him.
Patron: That girl is a witch. Mal: Yeah, but she's our witch.
'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.
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Cashmere - Jan 13, 2009 4:10:11 am PST #7712 of 10000
Now tagless for your comfort.
vw bug - Jan 13, 2009 5:36:37 am PST #7713 of 10000
Mostly lurking...
It's too quiet in here!
Volans - Jan 13, 2009 5:39:12 am PST #7714 of 10000
move out and draw fire
(I'm lurking)
but hi vw! and cash!
WindSparrow - Jan 13, 2009 5:39:22 am PST #7715 of 10000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Harvey is busy trying to ooze stealthily up onto me, even though I keep pushing him back. I have a love/hate relationship with the cat ooze.
Volans - Jan 13, 2009 5:40:03 am PST #7716 of 10000
move out and draw fire
And cats are extra-oozy in winter.
omnis_audis - Jan 13, 2009 5:51:08 am PST #7717 of 10000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
curious. You'd think they'd melt in the summer time, what with all that fur and all.
WindSparrow - Jan 13, 2009 6:01:31 am PST #7718 of 10000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Cats are like black holes for warmth. Particularly part-Siamese (seriously, the breed was developed in Thailand, cold is not fun for them) cats who were born and raised in the desert, and who have subsequently moved to Minnesota.
Vortex - Jan 13, 2009 6:10:02 am PST #7719 of 10000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
This is why I don't call in sick when I'm not. Karma always comes back to bite me in the ass, in this case literally. I called in sick yesterday. I wasn't really, I had just been up late, then drove a friend home who'd lost her grandfather. We stayed in my car for over an hour talking and crying and laughing about her grandpap and my dad. Didn't get home until after 2AM. I was drained, knew I'd be exhausted the next day, and I'd done an event this weekend, so I sent my boss an email.
This morning, I woke up with stomach cramps, but not the menstrual kind. Now, I feel queasy and my stomach seems determined to empty itself at a rapid rate. Ugh. Karma's a bitch.
WindSparrow - Jan 13, 2009 6:24:01 am PST #7720 of 10000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
That sucks, Vortex. I hope your stomach decides to behave itself soon.
Sparky1 - Jan 13, 2009 6:28:03 am PST #7721 of 10000
Librarian Warlord
Karma's a bitch.
Karma shouldn't be so big a bitch that helping a friend out means she turns your stomach inside out. I hope you feel better soon, Vortex.
~ma for the friend who has been more like family to you, bonny.
~ma to those who need it.
I have been ignoring most of my real work and calling daycare centers about tours/open houses/wait lists. It gives me agita.