Kadiera's Playground Cute but Evil - it averages out

I need to re-home two pairs of chinos from Avenue, both brown-ish, size 16W.

I like these pants. But they water-spot, which is a problem when dealing with breast milk on a daily basis. If I get milk on me, and blot it with water, the water leaves spots (and if I don't blot them, the milk leaves spots *and* smells like stale breastmilk).

http://hyenacart.com/LittleGreenElephant/ - cloth snack baggies and sandwich wraps.

Also, suggested on diaperswappers.com and from our local diaper shop, flannel baby wipes make good makeup removers.

The commercial below advertises the benefits of high fructose corn syrup:

http://www.sweetsurprise.com/index.php?utm_source=yahoo&utm_medium=ppc&??

Because, you know, my horoscope is most useful when it tells me things I already know:

September 4, 2008:

It's all well and good to talk about what your hopes are for the future -- but is talking about them going to help them come to fruition? You've done a good job of figuring out what you want, but now you have to focus all of your energy on making it come into being! You're the only person who can take yourself where you want to go in life. So set aside some time. Set some specific goals before your dreams disintegrate and you lose an opportunity.

I find the ongoing swirl of competition and drama from Alexander's grandparents to be rather odd. Not that I didn't expect him to have their full attention - even before he was conceived, it was obvious that they'd all want their "fair share" of him, whatever that means.

I spent very little time as a kid with my mother's family. Part of that was that they were so terribly disfunctional that it was probably best that we didn't spend a lot of time with them.

But the bigger part was that they all lived far away, and my dad seems to honestly have believed that "we" (mom and me and my brothers) didn't need that side of the family, because all his family was right there near us, so we had a family and didn't need another.

I've been rather thinky again here of late. I've got most of a post written on the nature of gift giving, and the interesting things I noticed about the gifts we got for Alexander.

But tonight I'm being selfish. This post is mostly about me.

The question I get asked most often these days is, "how's the baby?" which is followed in frequency by "is the baby home yet?" And the reactions I get to my answers frequently suggest that the person asking didn't actually want to know the answer, they were just asking to be polite.

A few people have said, "if you need anything, let me know." But the truth, as I explained to one friend, is that I often don't know what we need - that's too complex a question.

I know I'm behind on this sort of thing. I really need to get with the program now that I'm actually capable of writing again. Writing is theraputic, and I need that.

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It's been a rough week. Things are better without zoloft, other than the depression. It's not like I felt *good* on zoloft, emotionally speaking, so it's not a huge loss to get rid of it, but it does mean I'm more likely to be sniffly, particularly when I'm tired, which is pretty much all the time.

would you believe that the quote for the replacement system board for my work laptop is 50% more expensive than I can buy the same computer for online?

That's crap, pure and simple.

Hello,
My name is jeff jose, an american but work and live here in brazil .I will like to purchase your product . I am very much interested in buying your product.I will prefer to pay with my credit card. And the same time i will like you to know i will be making arrangement personally for the pick up of the items from your store via my shipping agent.kindly get back now with the price .Do you accept credit card as my method of payment? I will want you to email me back with your website to view so that i can place my order.
Best Regards .
Jeff.

So wait...you want to buy my stuff, but you haven't seen it? And you're an American but write like this? Riiiiight......

Contrary to popular belief, I am not required to grin and bear it through anything and everything where Alexander is concerned.

I'm allowed to have bad days now and then.

I'm allowed to be upset when Alexander has a bad day.

I'm allowed to be upset when some new realization strikes, like, "if Alex had been born now instead of 10 weeks ago, he'd be full term and likely would have come home with us"

I'm allowed to feel rather melancholy when surrounded by very pregnant women, because it makes me think, "that should be me right now"