Back at work after a two week vacation. I even got to work before 7:00am. My body feels like it's still awake from the night before, though.
Sooner or later, you're gonna want it. And the second — the second — that happens, you know I'll be there. I'll slip in, have myself a real good day.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Tom Scola - Oct 19, 2009 2:55:04 am PDT #14323 of 30001
hwæt
Jesse - Oct 19, 2009 3:00:57 am PDT #14324 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Is it too close-to-the-events to say that you're such a good mom by deciding on good boundaries and making sure you both live by them? That's so difficult, and you're doing such a good job (even though the results are still mostly hardships and anger and tiredness).
This one.
So, there is apparently water leaking from under my refrigerator. I just have no time or interest in dealing with this. Is it terrible to leave it until tonight? I noticed a little water last night (thought it was a spill), and there's not a ton this morning.
Theodosia - Oct 19, 2009 3:21:43 am PDT #14325 of 30001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Could be condensation... does it have a icemaker or any kind of water hookup? Could it be a leak from pipes in the walls?
Some of these qualify as emergencies that would be appropriate to stay home from work to deal with, I have to say.
msbelle, hang in there. Note to self: Parenthood, not for the weak and easily frightened...
msbelle - Oct 19, 2009 3:41:17 am PDT #14326 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I'm good with stuff. I mean I want to smash the DS and yell and yell at him, but I gave him hugs and head kisses instead and told him that we were good and not to think about last night, just focus on school.
Having a child that does not snap to good behavior with the removal of priveledges or the threat thereof (but gets worse) and cannot maintain good bahavior with the promise of rewards, it just goes against all my learned knowledge of how things work in a household.
Theodosia - Oct 19, 2009 4:14:08 am PDT #14327 of 30001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
That's why you're working with the professionals on this one. Mac is like Childraising 501, the advanced seminar, from where I (childlessly) sit.
Lee - Oct 19, 2009 4:16:13 am PDT #14328 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Happy Birthday Calli! Happy Birthday Burrell!
Laura - Oct 19, 2009 4:17:11 am PDT #14329 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Mac is blessed to have you as a mother, msbelle. You will find a way together to make it work.
and now I must unsub from Natter because the week promises to be insane and I won't be able to keep up. sniff
Have a good week, Natterbugs.
Jesse - Oct 19, 2009 4:44:41 am PDT #14330 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Sorry, I forgot: Happy birthdays, Burrell and Calli!
Could be condensation... does it have a icemaker or any kind of water hookup? Could it be a leak from pipes in the walls?
It does not have either of those things, and I just put down a towel and left. Meh. It couldn't have waited ten days??
Sue - Oct 19, 2009 4:47:25 am PDT #14331 of 30001
hip deep in pie
Older fridges I have known have had trays to catch water on the bottom. Maybe yours has one and it's overflowing for osme reason.
Hppy Birthday Burrell! Happy Birthday Calli!
Jessica - Oct 19, 2009 4:53:41 am PDT #14332 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Sorry to hear mac's going through another rough patch, msbelle.
Happy birthdays Burrell and Calli!
When I directed Variations on the Death of Trotsky in high school, I used Maxwell's Silver Hammer for the curtain call. (Ah, high school theatre. Where nobody worries about royalties.)