am wondering if I should leave him out of his crate to sleep...but that seems like a bad plan. Maybe if he is confined, he'll sleep out of boredom, if not comfort. If he DOES get sick again, I have materials ready for at two bed changes.

Will he stay in the crate with the door left open? That way he could vacate the crate if he has to throw up, but otherwise can snuggle up in his den.

Poor Cagney and poor bonny! I hope that whatever it is has worked its way out of his system and he'll be fine tomorrow.

Glam, they are so super cute.

I am feeling a little better today, if still kind of murderous towards my boss and the universe in general. I know I shouldn't judge my insides against others' outsides, but it was graduation this weekend and there seemed to be an awful lot of well-to-do parents and college kids swanning about the commercial strip where I was sweating my ass off, many of them freely staring at us while we worked. And inside I was resenting them all for being at leisure. Really, gotta work on my zen. This whole bitter hag thing is not good for me.

Oh GC, Ford is such a cutie! And I love love love that photo of him sleeping. Utterly scrumptuous.

hugs to you, smonster

Always nice to see your pixels, Cindy.

The news coming out about the tornado provides yet another reminder that, despite how trying the last few weeks have been, my situation could be so very much worse right now.

Indeed, Frank. It isn't so much that seeing the devastation makes my burdens any lighter, but it does remind me that I do have much to be thankful for too.

Indeed, Frank. It isn't so much that seeing the devastation makes my burdens any lighter, but it does remind me that I do have much to be thankful for too.

I'm pretty much in this headspace, too.

wrod. I have to say I hope the dead-fish metaphor doesn't catch on.I don't love it, but it could be that I'm in the minority, as with the whole "spoons" thing. But that feeling is hard enough without being dogged by the reek of dead fish. OMG, somebody actually made the "LOL" mistake from the Newsroom last year? Although that was only *stupid* given to an eager twenty-something production assistant who may have been texting since third grade.

Andi, I can relate. It seems like everybody wants to tell me "I'm doin' it rong," but all they come up with is old stuff that doesn't work. Or me trying to date another SPED under some ultra-romantic "Two birds, one stone" attendant agency principle...that guy wasn't new to the *internet*...he was new to, like, making sentences. That's flattering.

Oh, boy, erika... I can't even (finish this sentence.)

I feel we of Bitches might be glad of more P.E.N.I.S. [link] in this world.

Well, it's sort of funny now...just not good advice, or anything. I don't know what they were thinking...I've already done the whole not-smart-enough-for-me, don't tell my friends, make out in the laundry room thing(which, as a bunch of ostentatious Christians, they're not supposed to favor anyway.) So, what? I cross town to be Helen Crump of the 21st century? Pass. The truth is, I have plenty of wholesome amusements...it's the less-wholesome ones I'm lacking. But a social worker would never understand this, unless Anthony Bourdain's CNN show takes a *radical* turn...whoo, accessible Amsterdam!(I'd watch it, if I didn't get to be on it.) But I've done most of the acceptable crip activities(that aren't super-jock-y and need me to find sponsors and equipment, that is) Most of it does not turn my crank without a friend to be all "Can you 8believe* these losers?"