I have a guardian angel who follows my car.
I'm coming home from work on a main highway where the speed limit is 50. Right turns on red are legal in this state, and at one major intersection there's a merge lane you can turn into to get up to speed. I don't trust my fellow drivers, and today I had it proven to me why.
I'm just entering the intersection at speed. Light is with me. White Mercedes turns into the merge lane two car lengths ahead. Something tells me he's going to be stupid. Yup.
My brakes do work, but I discovered they tend to pull the car to the left under full emergency pressure. Also I seem to be a pretty good driver in emergency conditions, because I was just heading into a full-on out of control skid the little voice said, "Let off the brakes."
And then I'm back in control and back in my lane, and Doofus in the Mercedes still has his phone to his ear as he blinks stupidly at me.
This is the best Noah picture ever: [link]
OMG. So cute.
ugh, ita. Sleep well.
Yeah, this kid looks pretty ready to go home. He's gotten so much more expressive and interactive in the last week or two. And yet, still negative age!
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Plei - ha! I was just posting that. He sure looked like he giggled.
Plei - ha! I was just posting that. He sure looked like he giggled.
That's one heck of a grin for -5 days adjusted!
He had quite a grin after he spit up yesterday, too. Little frat boy in training. Puke and Rally!
I love those pictures! I'm never gonna get over his hair.
It's weird to think they were supposed to share my birthday.
There was no need for me to wake up at 5 am. And no need for me to try to sleep fitfully and uncomfortably until 6:30, at which point I just gave up. Ah well, I can leave early.
Baby Boston Terrier!
(We have a Boston Terrier fan amongst us, do we not?)
That is such a lovely Noah pic!
We have a Boston Terrier fan amongst us, do we not?
::raises hand:: My mother and sister have three half-sisters: Sox, Fenway and Durgin.
