Jilli has mentioned that small kids tend to look at her and think, "Oh, a real live cartoon character!"
Heh. Apparently Biyi thinks the same thing when looking at me.
Do I wish I was somebody else right now. Somebody not... married, not madly in love with a beautiful woman who can kill me with her pinkie!
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
billytea - Aug 12, 2012 7:01:04 pm PDT #18661 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
JZ - Aug 12, 2012 7:06:38 pm PDT #18662 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
As I said before about someone else, she's not wrong.
Liese S. - Aug 12, 2012 7:14:34 pm PDT #18663 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Heh, so cute. I think this happens to Dave some, too, because kids love him. Babies and toddlers particularly will instantly take to him. I think it's something about the blue sticky-uppy hair and the way he looks completely seriously at them. They will talk and talk to him, all babbly and intent, like, finally someone who is taking me seriously.
(Also, I totally know a real bow I can recommend for Matilda.)
Strix - Aug 12, 2012 7:37:36 pm PDT #18664 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I made the DEADline. With 30 minutes to spare!
...What? 8/12 means by midnight.
And sorry to scare anyone, again, and if you have emailed me, I promise I will email you back tomorrow. I go boom as soon as the kiddo finishes his movie. (Why, yes, we are permissive his last weekend with us.)
Love alla y'all!
Polter-Cow - Aug 12, 2012 7:39:11 pm PDT #18665 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
The meeting sounds like it went really well. They had dinner and watched the Olympics, and my mom was kind of drugged up on muscle relaxants, and they were friendly and accommodating, and my mom facepalmed a lot, but there was no screaming, and my mom even gave her a side-hug.
They're postponing the wedding, probably till March.
Strix - Aug 12, 2012 7:41:17 pm PDT #18666 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
and my mom was kind of drugged up on muscle relaxants
Normally I wouldn't say this...but mebbe your mom should be drugged more?
I am HAPPY, though, it seemed to go well. The potential for disaster seemed pretty high...
omnis_audis - Aug 12, 2012 7:50:18 pm PDT #18667 of 30001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
They're postponing the wedding, probably till March.Normally I wouldn't suggest this, but maybe your FSIL should say she's preggers, and wants to wed before she shows. Then stand back, and watch your mom's head explode. We could sell tickets. And popcorn!
billytea - Aug 12, 2012 7:59:21 pm PDT #18668 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
As I said before about someone else, she's not wrong.
Fortunately, it seems she likes that sort of thing.
Cass - Aug 12, 2012 8:03:45 pm PDT #18669 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Oh, the mearaing you'll do...
Yay for stuff arriving. I feel your pain on unpacking. I have bed, couch, recliner, TV and microwave. Just about everything else is still in boxes, waiting for the hole in my floor to be fixed. I envy your ability to unpack.
Ha! My stepmom and (step)sister are actually going to be in the area on Tuesday and want to stop by. I should point out neither visited me in Oregon. In almost seven years. I'm not this good of an unpacker, I am fucking motivated.
Bedroom is unpacked. Kitchen is unpacked. My bathroom will be done tomorrow. The guest room is drab but not full of boxes. Two other rooms will be disasters and my "entertainment area" is tragic. But I'm busting my ass to impress. I would not be putting in these kinds of days on tile otherwise. People, floating wood floors are your friends. I totally think carpet is gross but omg my feet are killing me. Everything is killing me. Including the heat.
But the daily thunderstorms are brilliant when they aren't threatening to flood me or indicating some serious climate change.
The desert really does smell amazing with the rain.
Or the President taking both the Vicodin and the Percocet at once.
People moving should never be given both of these drugs at once. I would take either right now. Or both. Well, no, just one. But only because I have a small script for Flexeril. Moving hurts.
I know we all go through this lurker thing from time to time so I appreciate the understanding.
Absolutely, Laura. Absolutely.
Maybe not quite freak-out-worthy, because she does have a tendency to disappear, but worrisome.
It's not the worst thing that we ask, it's good. I mean, I will disappear but there are people who within a day could get a response. Even if it is that life sucks and I am hiding in a cave. It's nice that we care and keep track of each other.
I am a nogood awful communicator who fell into the pool of copyediting for the last 5 days and have promptly drownded between it and the kiddo's last overpacked with happenings week.
Nah. Just busy. We just care about our own.
How old do kids have to be before they can start taking meds in pill form?
Allergies growing up in the desert? Early. But I can swallow a handful of pills and easily do some things without water. So I am not the majority. Still, helped to get the Benedryl in may bellah. And then bloodstream. But I can't type that is cool speak.
I don't want to be pushy, and I don't want to be all "Baby! Baby!" if, G-d forbid, something went wrong.
Weird and upsetting story: Last night mom and I were leaving the Land Trust event for the meteor shower and when we got to the car, she told me that the woman we'd been right behind leaving had lost a baby at nine months. My mom doesn't really know her. I've never met her. But a total tragedy. So I'd let her make any talk. Or show up with a baby.
FSIL meets the parents in five hours. Any tips for her?
Nice to meet you, FSIL. Run for your life!
To understand and accept that there is nothing that she can do or say that will make your parents like her. Therefore, she need to be polite and respectful, and conduct herself in such as way that her mother (or anyone that she respects) would be proud of her. She should also speak to your brother ahead of time about the possibility of needing to leave if she is being treated badly. They should decide if they will leave together or he will stay. If he stays, he needs to make it clear to your parents that they discussed it ahead of time, and he is not choosing them over her, just that she supports him trying to maintain a relationship with his parents, but she will not accept their poor treatment.
Note: Always go to Vortex for advice. Or Scrappy. Or Jilli if I want to buy a swoopy skirt. But mostly, listen to Vortex a lot.
Luckily I'm her favorite niece, so I've never been in her direct fire but I've seen her in action. She can kill a person with kindness face to face, but will be brutal behind his/her back. She also holds a (continued...)
Cass - Aug 12, 2012 8:03:46 pm PDT #18670 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
( continues...) grudge like whoa.
Heh. I think Niecelet would say this about me. She's totally my favorite but she hears what I really think as well. Also I can be a bitch when I am cranky.
but I was so overwhelmed I didn't even know where to start.
Oh, that is so hard.
says the girl who still can't believe Beverly was kind enough to drive 1.5 hrs each way to do her dishes.
Bev is so that person.
Matilda has a new med, an amoxicillin suspension that's even gooier and gloppier, but (though still gross) is merely disgusting, rather than redolent of Satanic sphincter.
Is that still the same weird pink-flavored one? I didn't love it but I took it a lot for strep as a kid (and adult until tonsillectomy in my early twenties) and it wasn't fun but it wasn't hell either.
I am so tired. And sore. Moving packages need to come with physical therapy and drugs and house elves and ... taquitos.