it's not just my un-childed state that makes me find this abnormal, correct?

Nope. There's a certain amount of understanding amongst fellow parents. However, if a parent appears to be doing nothing then understanding turns to condemnation pretty freakin' fast. I had a flight like that from Houston to Charlotte a couple of years ago that I deemed the "Jeffrey flight" after the old Cosby skit.

This was my account of the 'Jeffrey' flight.

But you can't look nonchalant while making everybody else suffer.

WROD.

There's no excuse for NOT trying to entertain your kids on a long flight. Just because you've learned to tune out your kid's crankiness doesn't give you leave to do so while everyone around you has to deal.

Fuck. Fuckity fuck.

Just twisted my other ankle while stepping out of the shower.

it's too late for that delivery of full-body bubble wrap, isn't it? :(

Facebook is confusing me. A girl from high school that I remember as a clove-smoking lesbian who ranted about how conformist everybody was is now married (to a guy) and is a stay-at-home mom, living in Greenwich, driving a station wagon, and organizing attachment parenting meetups. And her profile picture is a picture of her baby.

Well, I think the lesson there is that clove smoking high schoolers who think they are Challenging The Patriarchy are sometimes poseurs and/or full of shit and/or sometimes life just changes.

Sigh, getting into a debate on FB that I am in no mood to commit to, but I was annoyed and said something. No, it was not about the healthcare debate.

For years, my doctors have been telling me that, if I lost weight, it would take pressure off my joints and my knees and ankles would hurt less.

I've lost 20 pounds since May. Those doctors were all liars.

fucking doctors.

Two recent Matilda conversations that need recording.

1.

Matilda: "Daddy daddy! I put all the pieces in my purse."
Me: "Aren't you a clever girl?"
Matilda: ::quite indignant:: "I'm not a good girl! I'm gonna attack your shoes and ice cream!"

2.

JZ: "Is this okay?" ::Matilda has her on all fours on a lead pretending JZ is her dog::
Me: "Yeah, they like it when you play doggie."
Matilda: "Daddy, this is my dog!"
Me: "What's her name?"
Matilda: "Dog."
Me: "You need a better name than that. Something like Woofie or Rover or something. What's her dog name?"
Matilda: "Sheena. She's my Sheena Dog."
::Sheena Dog is put through many exhausting dog trials. Matilda brings her back to me:: Matilda: "This is my Sheena Dog. She's very smart. She's the boss." Note: Sheena dog is still on all fours on a leash at this point.

Matilda is awesome!