Ikes. I cringe at that cost. But I've only paid sliding scale (not mine) Y preschool fees in Idaho. I don't know what the rest of the world looks like.
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.
Venturing into the world of getting petsitting. I put this off too long. I've been having a major avoidancy phase. I have one anyway, this was just exacerbated by all the changes. Sometimes, I just want to not plan.
Dylan's current TV obsession is a PBS show called Dinosaur Train and I can't get the fucking T-Rex song out of my head. We hates this show, precious.
T-Rex! Roar! / I'm a Tyrannosaurus / I'm the biggest carnivore / in the Cretaceous forest
SHOOT ME IN THE HEAD.
Use your imagination to thing of something else.
Come with me / And you'll be / In a world of / Pure imagination / Take a look / And you'll see / Into your imagination / . . .
No need to thank me, I'm here to help.
Gud is EEEEEEEEvil.
It could be worse. My brother took to explicitiving the Wiggles as a form of therapy.
t Has no kids.
t Is immune to the earworm
t Runs
I feel your pain, Jess. Owen is also crazy about that show. And since it's pretty smartly written, I'm going along with the obsession for now. The songs are sort of annoying but having Owen explain to DH how the "pterodactyl" is actually a pteranodon is worth it.
I've been earwormed with really crap songs lately. First I earwormed myself with the song from that tragic homemade goth video I linked to in music. "What is that song...Oh shit!"
And lately some Dave Mathews Band song they've been playing on the radio has gotten stuck in my head, and a I hate DMB.