{~~Sox~~} Warm comforting thoughts.

If the rude people aren't asking about your choice to not have children they would just be telling you about how wrong you are in the way you raise the ones you have. They don't matter.

ION, DH has gone to Tallahassee for basketball tournament, so I didn't make the bed this morning. I feel all rebellious and stuff! Since we moved into this house a year or so ago we have had a deal where the last one in bed pulls it together. He left at 5 this morning so I just left the house with the bed unmade. I can't believe how silly I feel about it. I amuse myself.

IOrandomN, my co-worker just gave me a rolly device for putting sunscreen on my back. I have been swimming a lot and my back is getting mighty brown. The front I lotion well enough, but the back has been a challenge. Cool.

IOmememeN, I had my baby tooth pulled a couple days ago. It would have come out naturally 50+ years ago, but it didn't have an adult tooth under it. I am all grow'd up now.

Ok, done spamming the thread with my silliness.

Laura, I hope you'll put that baby tooth under your pillow for the Tooth Fairy.

I just sent my kid to her first dentist appt last week with a list of all the missing adult teeth in the family. One of my nieces is missing 7!

If you can't raise one eyebrow you can't do the fishhook-in-the-eyebrow style of acting which has proven so effective on soap operas!

Seriously, my career choices have been very limited by my disability!

Happy Birthday, Cass!

Comfort to Sox. For what it may or may not be worth, I find it helpful to do something slightly out of the ordinary in such situations. Like going somewhere new to get my favorite cuppa.

I've just gotten 2 Facebook messages from people to let me know that the organizers of my 25th high school reunion are looking for me. Damn you Facebook!

Hope the anxiety eases up soon, Sox. I hate that feeling!

I feel all rebellious and stuff!

I've just gotten 2 Facebook messages from people to let me know that the organizers of my 25th high school reunion are looking for me. Damn you Facebook!

Run. Hide!

It's the 25th reunion of the Great Peace March, and I regret (a little) not going...but it's in CA and not particularly dog-friendly...and, did I mention the far awayness of it?

But I didn't mind missing my 25th high school reunion at all. Facebook really is meeting all my minor connection needs with folks from the past.

I has wifi! At home! And man, I was griping about the connection fee, but she (I think - cute baby butch) earned every penny. However, the ABF dude will not be pleased when he comes to pick up the cube; she couldn't get the wire tight from the pole and it's pretty much draped on top of the cube. Oopsies.

Also, thank heavens my desktop was swashbuckling!Pond, and not nekkid TH or something.

I keep running the math of average life spans, realize where I stand in regards to that, and get obsessed about what my life could have been etc. etc. I'm supposed to have achieved *something* by now, but . .

Facing the Facts by Judith Viorst >[link]

I am facing the fact that
I'll never compose Bach cantatas,
Design Saint Laurents,
Advise presidents,
head U.S. Steel,
Resolve the Mideast,
Be the hostess of some major talk show,
Or cure the cold.
And although future years may reveal
Some hidden potential,
Some truly magnificent act that
I've yet to perform,
Or some glorious song to be sung
For which I'll win prizes and praise,
I must still face the fact that
They'll never be able to say,
"And she did it so young".

---

love that, Ginger.

Fredpete, I would. Changing out of the PJs required, and if I do that, I've got enough left in me to exercise instead.

All of which means that I need to step away from bad habits like playing Katie Perry's "firework" crack and convince myself that it's not as bad to listen to it if it's on Glee.