We like Papa John's at our house, but it has been years since I've had Pizza Hut or Little Ceaser's or CiCi's. Papa John's is good for us because you can order easily online and I can get mac a thin crust, extra sauce, no cheese, chicken pizza which is his favorite.

Domino's has a great "walk in the door, pick up a cheese or pepperoni pizza" deal. And their sauce actually has some spice in it.

edit: sorry, not Domino's, Little Caesar's.

ita, I'm so sad that your poor head is still trying to do you in. I feel like an ass saying anything, because there's nothing to say, but more of an ass if I say nothing. You're in my thoughts and prayers (and Ima have the kids pray for you too, because I suspect God likes them better).

Yeah, I boycotted Domino's for a while because of that. I hate boycotts that are annoying! I'm currently trying to decide if I should stop going to Target.

Jesse, what's Target doing?

Aw! Christina Hendricks was a brainy goth! >[link]

My Christina Hendricks=Plei plot bunny hops on. Hippity hoppity Easter's on its way.

why oh why does my mother only ask about things that I did not get done?!?! I may do 100 things, but she will ask about items 101 and 102.

You know this one, msbelle. You're a mother. Always Occasionally, Ben will make comments to me that indicate I manage to hone in on those things he wishes I'd overlook and overlook those things upon which he wishes I'd hone. Motherhood is like Spidey-sense, but with less less radioactivity, and sadly? Less tingling.

Food bribery will never work on Grace, but I can coax her anywhere if I promise that she'll get to ride in a shopping cart. Or that I'll carry her.

Oh man, she's so cute.

Noah and K spent today at UCLA for the 4 hours I was teaching. Real Madrid is practicing on UCLA's fields all week for an exposition match with the Galaxy so it's been sort of clusterfucky. But I think they still had fun. The report is that the botanical garden has HUNDREDS of turtles.

How nice to expect it was UCLA Medical Center and it so very much wasn't.

kat, how is your dad doing, now? How about your mom? I'm glad you like Miss Grace's new nurse. I don't suppose you can get him to go with you and the twins to watch out for your dad.

I don't know why this instance of human cruelty makes me want to stabbinate so many people (though, that's obviously the intent and provocation of the cover choice). But it definitely stirs a savage vengeful impulse. Plus, sadness. A bit of sick at the stomach and I can't shake the image.

Hec, 2 years ago, I fainted in our bathroom and faceplanted on the ceramic tile floor. I broke my nose, scratched up my face and looked generally horrible. It was the day before we left on vacation. I spent a lot of the time being ashamed of and feeling sorry for myself. Then I saw this online article about women and girls who had been burned with acid for alleged honor crimes, etc. against their families (one woman was burned at age 5 when she had trouble accepting a new baby in the household).

It not only got me over myself, it also got me thinking a lot about the face, in general. It's so tied to our identity. I mean, I think I have body-image demons, but poof in a cloud of ash when compared to my feelings about my face -- good and bad. You and I have never had the good fortune to meet in person, but if I had to pick you up at the airport and you'd sent me a picture of yourself, I wouldn't be memorizing your form, nor would I be thrown off if you'd gained or lost 20 pounds. Your face is you in so many ways. This is my long way of saying I think your visceral reaction to that story is normal and healthy. Our faces are important.

Also, lots of people need stabbinating.

Pizza: We don't have Papa John's here, as far as I know. We have Papa Gino's which is probably the best chain pizza, after Regina's, which serves the one perfect pie. I HATE sweet pizza and sweet sauce (be it for pizza or pasta). I like garlic and a peppery bite.

I will not ask what ass hooks are and if linked, I will not click. I will not ask what ass hooks are and if linked, I will not click. I will not ask what ass hooks are and if linked, I will not click. I will not ask what ass hooks are and if linked, I will not click. I did not type "I will not ass what ass hooks are" the first time out.

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I have a bouncy ball (er, yoga ball) to sit on for work! But while it worked for my old office, with my current home setup, it no longer does--it's too short. Sad. Not sure if I should get a taller ball or what.

Jesse, what's Target doing?

Political donations, which I'm already not crazy about, and then I'm not crazy about the candidates they are supporting.

Political donations, which I'm already not crazy about, and then I'm not crazy about the candidates they are supporting.

BIG political donations, too--$150K, not just a token $2K or something (I mean, I guess one could argue that for a corporation the size of Target, $150K IS token, but what I'd like to see is a rundown of who-all they've supported, politically, in the past...though with the Citizens United ruling, they've now got more leeway)

Apparently Best Buy gave the same guy $100K. [link]

I boycotted them for a while because their owner was a big supporter of Operation Rescue. I support that people have a different opinion that me, but I can't support an organization that advocated violence to forward their agenda. And yes, I know that Domino's was not donating, but since their profits gave him money to donate, I declined to eat the pizza. And, I didn't really like it, it worked out.

I had a really good friend in college with whom I disagreed on so many things. She and I had an awful time finding places that we could both happily eat. But it was totally respectful, so our friendship thrived. Mostly we ended up cooking at my house.

Occasionally, Ben will make comments to me that indicate I manage to hone in on those things he wishes I'd overlook and overlook those things upon which he wishes I'd hone. Motherhood is like Spidey-sense, but with less less radioactivity, and sadly? Less tingling.

My mother bought me a framed drawing of a mother and child that says, "There has never been a day when I have not been proud of you, I said to my daughter. Though some days I'm louder about the other stuff so it's easy to miss that." Makes me smile when I see it every day because it's good to be reminded of it and remember to let others know.

DJ, I am so sorry for the community's loss and those families. How awful.

Once again, my neighborhood ftw! UPS delivery of catfood missed, of which I've one bowl left. So I'm having it left with my neighbor, who will be home tomorrow. Several packages have disappeared of late, so I don't want to tempt fate on $100 of catfood. I'm told summers are worse for stuff like that, opportunistic kids mostly.