Aw, Hec. This is not to say that nobody should look after themselves or anything, I mean, do your best. But I also think that life should feel like more than some long syndrome that we are all in treatment for.(maybe I do eat a few too many consolation prizes, though.) But anybody worried about grape-eating, outside a very specific situation, or a roomful of dogs...I kind of think they need a life.

WOOHOO STRONG TEP HUGS

Framed jerseys with retired numbers, O love it! Two years and no errors is amazing

I have had to accept that I just don't like the taste of dates. It's a bit sad-making because they are an excellent source of sweetness.

Oh yes. I will be hugging. (Just don't make it weird.)

Are you new here?

Oh yes. I will be hugging. (Just don't make it weird.)

Are you new here?

I figured I should at least attempt a boundary.

Our weirdness recognizes no boundaries!

I ate 4 dates a day for the last month of each of my pregnancies.

It may take until the boys are in their teens before I am not over dates

But WHY Debet? For a whole month? What does it do? Or were you just weirdly craving?

Y’all I am back on the higher dose of this GLP1 and it is amazing. No more “oooh put food in your mouth you want food you’re not hungry but foooooood”. I would skip the whole “takes away your appetite” part of it in favor of just the losing cravings and food noise bit. Sigh.

Awww, Hec, that is just beautiful. I'm so happy that Matilda had this great experience.

A restaurant near me used to have DUCK FAT FRIED DATES with labne on their menu.

My mom used to make a stuffed dates with walnuts dessert thing that she was so proud of that we would bring to school bake sales. I couldn't stand them, but I would give the duck fat fried dates with labne a try!

Oh yes. I will be hugging. (Just don't make it weird.)

But, but, that's kinda my whole thing!

Timelies all!

Life with Mr. S continues to be...interesting. In the last few weeks he's been having meltdowns at school and not wanting to leave with the nanny. Which has led to Gary have to leave his office early to pick him up. Mr. S has also been saying he wants a new nanny. Gary made the mistake of telling him on Tuesday we would look into finding a new nanny. Which was then relayed to the nanny as "My parents are firing you today". Needless to say, Gary was unhappy when he got home, to the point of yelling at Mr. S, then deciding to take himself to the crisis center. Leaving me to deal with not-so-small boy by myself. Things were ok for a while, then after dinner he got upset because his favorite stuffed animal was in Gary's car, tried to call Gary's cell(it kept going to voicemail) then ran upstairs and called 911.

When the police arrived, he took a swing at them and declared that he wanted to go to the hospital. I was not in favor of this and told the police so. They were basically doing good cop/bad cop, which didn't help matters. Eventually Gary got home and calmed Mr. S down. Ugh...