I really wish I had family close by who I could depend on for babysitting. Or close friends, for that matter.
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Mom comes once a week as do my inlaws, but sometimes a sitter is still necessary and easier.
how are you feeling, Jessica?
Pretty crappy. Pain levels are way down from last week, but everything still hurts all the time and I'm always tired.
I'm sorry, Jess. I hope the kids are being kind to you.
Ugh, I'm sorry to hear that, Jess
Although less pain is good, so there's that, but pain is pain
The kids are being AWESOME. I'm mostly just feeling sorry for myself because I don't know how to make non-internet friends. Moving out of Brooklyn was so good in so many ways, but I really miss having a network of mom friends to lean on. We have a great sitter, but it's not the same.
Yay, awesome kids! Making new friends is hard. I wish I had a network of mom friends too. Luckily texting vw all day long keeps me saneish. But we don't live close enough to help each other out.
Well, that was a bizarre argument. Someone said that Stevie Wonder being billed as Little Stevie Wonder was an example of how people treat disabled adults as kids. I said that wasn't a great example, since he was an actual kid when he was called Little Stevie Wonder -- he stopped using that name when he was about 14 -- and there were a bunch of other popular young performers around the same time who used similar stage names like Little Richard and Little Eva. And the guy who posted the original comment then told me that I'm full of crap and that he doesn't have time for my games. Um, OK? The hell?