Shameful secret confession: I have two non-Buffista friends on FB who have both had babies enter their lives in the last few days, one a grandbaby and the other a baby. And either one of them is ungodly cuter than the other or one has a much more gifted photographer in the family than the other; I don't know what it is, but I do know that they're both picspamming baby pictures constantly and with one I'm like, "Yup, that's a baby, it looks like a baby, you must be happy," and with the other I am completely smitten and agog (that baby also has a more dazzling backstory, but it's still just objectively a more aesthetically pleasing tiny human).
And then I feel bad for the less photogenic baby and all their doting grown-ups, and vaguely ashamed, but not enough to lie to myself about which baby I'm more selfishly delighted to see roll across my screen.
I'm a terrible, terrible person.
Ha! No you’re not. That said, lots of cute cute babies end you less conventionally cute as they age, and vice-versa! Little growing humans go through lots of phases. Don’t feel bad!
Got steroids for my headache this afternoon! Will probably be awake for several more hours! Bodies are so great?
I guess I'd rather have one than be haunting a house and struggling ineffectually to leave messages in mirror condensation, but there is a sizeable list of drawbacks.
JZ - does the less photogenic baby have adorable baby toes? as compensation?
And babies can change amazingly. The place I used to work, one woman had this ... kind of lumpish ... baby. It wasn't genetic, since both she and her husband were very good looking. But the baby ... meh. Then, in the space of a couple of weeks, the baby went from lumpish to adorable. so, there's hope.
Went to the wrong location for my doctor this morning. That's how we're starting? OK, Thursday, I see how it is.
Hope relief comes quickly, Dana.
"I never could get the hang of Thursdays." -- Arthur Dent.
I got 4.5 hours of sleep and thought I was doing okay until it took me three tries to put on my hoodie.
Went to the wrong location for my doctor this morning. That's how we're starting? OK, Thursday, I see how it is.
I once went to the wrong neuro, because I'd been getting emails for like six months about how they were moving their office location, so I showed up at the new location only to realize the current neuro had not relocated, but the previous one had.
I couldn't get out of my apartment building this morning. Went to the door I usually use (pulling the top button off my coat on the way) and it wouldn't open. The door has the automatic opener, which wasn't working and wouldn't move when I pushed it. Had to go up a floor, walk to the other door (no, the two doors don't connect on the ground floor) and get out that way.
