Oz ,'Selfless'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Now we just have to figure out how each of us can spend 80 hours a week on our jobs and 80 more caring for out infant boys. So far the remaining 8 hours a week for sleep does not seem to be enough.
Each of you strap a papoose on your back and go about your business.
Also, congratulations, and wow!
Wow, Rick! Congratulations!
Hey, I'm at my mom and dad's house, for the first time since I got married, and it's so nice. I'm done with my bigger freelance job, and I'm working on the smaller one in their dining room.
And hey, I got early bday prezzies! And a good night's sleep!
Rick, that is AWESOME! Congrats!
Seska, are you on LJ or Dreamwidth?
Dude, YOU DO NOT CHECK IN HERE OFTEN ENOUGH. Just saying.
Right?! Wow, Rick, very cool news!
Congratulations Rick!
I just found out Thrill Kill Kult and Lords of Acid are playing a club down in Deep Ellum. Would that I were in my 20's again. There is no way after a full day of work and getting up at 5:30 tomorrow, I could ever dream of pulling off that show.
But, imagine going to work and someone saying "Whoa, you okay?" and you replying, "Yeah, I went to the Thrill Kill Kult and Lords of Acid last night." The look on their face would be awesome!
Congratulations, Rick! My hat is off to parents of twins. Babies are hard!
Congrats Rick!
but for a while strangers felt entitled to ask about potential children.
Dude. Random coworkers would come up to my DH (this is when we were like 24) and offer their condolences about our "problem." Upon his WTFproblem?!? it would become clear that they'd assumed since we were married, but childless, we medically couldn't have children and were upset about this.
Now, that was mostly in non-U.S. countries, but even here people, esp. Mormons, would simultaneously berate me for being too young to have the job I did, and too old to not have kids. I tended to think my job was a lot less important/valuable/whatever than parenting, but I've never been great with culturally-mandated life choices.
(Which is why I try not to get too talky about P-C's parents, also.)
esp. Mormons
Ding. Here in Utah, nice old ladies on the bus would lean towards me, smile, and say, "How many children do you have, dear?" When I smiled cheerfully and said, "I don't have any," a look of disturbed confusion would come over her, and she'd start leaning back. If these folks were Catholic, I'd probably be getting the sign of the cross, or Holy Water.