I liked Millicent Fenwick a lot. The paper is reprinting a whole Doonesbury series with the Lacey Davenport character (who was inspired by/modeled on her).
'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
sj, that's fantastic! The whole crib's a stage.
It is! This kid. She also managed to get completely naked in her play yard today, including her diaper. She keeps me on my toes.
sj, perhaps, as it gets colder, she'll start finding clothes more appealing
I doubt it. She tends to run warm, and she kept trying to get socks and shoes off last winter, plus it was cold when we were at the zoo Halloween weekend, and we couldn't get her to keep her blanket on. At least she can't get anything off at night when wearing a sleep sack. Yet.
ltc stories are cracking me up.
Man, I was trying to read up on the constitutional amendments which will be on the ballot but I kept dozing off. It's been raining here and I think the dropping pressure is making me sleepy.
So I was feeling good about conquering .
Well starting to conquer my credit card debt which I don't want to talk to anyone about.... but the dental insurance covered way less than anticipated and my yes exam and new lenses are expensive.
The hole got deeper. BUT the plan is had is still doable. And I have not really beat myself up about any aspect of this. I'm frustrated but realistic.
Well, eyes and teeth are things you have to take care of, it's not like you bought a dozen pairs of Fluevogs...
Yes and my Inner Adult is able to remind me of that and quiet my Inner Parent so I tell myself "maybe if you dind't spend so much time in front of the computer.. " or "if you were more responsible you would have done this while you had vision insurance in Vermont" and I can say "maybe I could have done this in Vermont but I can't change that and I am taking care of it now." and my Inner Parent just grumps off and mutters about kids these days (or something).
I'm so frustrated that all I can do is laugh: I'm pretty sure I'm having an allergic reaction to the Cymbalta. I have no idea why I'm such a delicate flower when it comes to drugs, but I am flushed and itchy and I recognize the signs of an allergic reaction. Dang it.