how much money the GWB admin. poured into AIDS, malaria, and TB prevention and treatment in the Third World, into environmental issues (in ways the "green" among us would approve), etc. The SCHIP program was reauthorized by Bush, the prescription drug benefit was signed by Bush, etc.
While I'm not naive enough to believe that people are ever 100% good or 100% bad, I cannot think of anything -- literally anything -- that the Bush administration did that redeems lying us into a war and authorizing torture. Nothing.
God. I was not going to engage on this, but I can't avoid it.
I don't want a salad shooter, but I really need a salad spinner. My homegrown greens really need to be thoroughly dried; they're so delicate.
her doctor checks her small boobies and that she'll have bigger boobies when she's older.
Em made almost the same comment!! And last week, when she was pulling up her new tights, she said, "Look mommy! These tights almost go all the way to my small boobies! Which will get bigger, you know."
I concur: boobies.
I guarantee this [link] will take our minds off stuff.
Ah, that's much better. Thanks! Moving along now...
In short: boobies.
In fact, shorter boobies.
How are they, by the way? How is your new and inviting rack?
I do not think we have seen pictures of Cash with her new figure.
SHOW US YOUR TITS!!
(I've been dying to say that. Apologies up front if it offends.)
You know, WS, I'm pretty sure I have everything I need in one tote bag. It may even be in chronological fucking order.
But you know, if it would help, what about setting up a time when we can talk on the phone or maybe in IM while you work - it sometimes helps to have a cheerleader.
Aw, thanks. I should take you up on that. Sometimes just being accountable is enough.
From now on, whenever I am biting my tongue on a topic I shall just say "salad shooter."
So, salad shooter.
SHOW US YOUR TITS!!
When I went to the ER Tuesday, I had to take off my sweater and bra and wear a hospital gown, like you do. And then the EKG tech was a guy who needed to stick all the sticky pad thingies on me, so I just hiked up my hospital gown all the way, despite him being a dude, and despite the PCA in the room also being a dude.
I figured (1) they must see boobage all day, (2) I'll never see them again, and (3) kinky parties have made me kind of cavalier about other people seeing my boobies.
I totally didn't expect that.
