Like two posts above, Maria. ;-)

I wouldn't usually do emoticons here, but I didn't want to seem snarky.

Also: GO BABY!

Ha. I am an idiot. Who should probably just go to bed. I still have 3 annexes to translate into Spanish by Friday morning. I may have no brain at the end of it.

(I'm really embarrassed right now. I can't even explain...ugh.)

Go puff-eating Grace!

OMG, you all are getting active on another board aren't you? it will just be me in like a week!! WAHHHHH.

Sniff. And I haven't been invited!! Sad.

So, next TG, we try Grace on my cranberry relish (I realize it isn't everyone's thing, being raw and tangy and not stewed, but hell, Noah loved it!) Yay puff! I would have loved to see her expressions while eating. EATING! MASTICATING!

ita, I meant "recorded" in a totally digital sort of way with a tivo and a Comcast dvr each having two spots for digital recording type things.

Until then I am a one channel at a time person.

The 23rd should work for me, if it's still open for you.

Maria, I should have the whole day off.

Grace eating! What kind of puff, exactly? Cheese, I hope, just because I love them.

I think the Real Doll episode is the first Real Sex episode I ever saw, too.

I don't have another board! Except Twitter. And I mostly do that because I have to.

IOW: I have become that person.

My building is a 6-flat: 3 units front and three back. I live in the back. There is a tenant in the first floor front unit. Their back staircase is the front staircase for the back unit (we also have decks with outdoor staircases as our back entrances).

So, tenant has taken to putting their bags of trash out the back door. Which means an indoor staircase which, again, is the front staircase for those of us in the back. I am OVER it. First time, it was there for about three days. Someone stuck it outside, then someone (who knows who) actually took it to the trash. That was about a month ago.

Current one - has been there nearly a week. I got aggravated after about 12 hours. (I can see not wanting to take it all the way out late at night. But you get your ass up and take it the rest of the way the next morning.) That was Thursday.

Still there. Sunday, I (with the help of a fair amount of whisky) left a classic passive aggressive note.

Tonight - STILL F'ING THERE - I banged on the door as a reminder. An hour later, still there - I wrote their landlord.

It's so fucking rude. In a small building, you don't want to cause any awkwardness or hostility. But jesus.

Yay Gracie!

I'm actually even more impressed that in a NICU they do it bedside and, at our NICU, it's a nurse who does it! Grace and Noah still have their PICC line scars, on their wrists, because their limbs were so tiny.

My twins were born at 31 weeks, and for a couple of months they were attached to a frightening array of tubes and wires. Every day had news of more problems that the wee little babies had to deal with. Something dreadful every day.

At 18 months they are robust, charming, and apparently healthy, for which we are very grateful. But they have clusters of tiny scars on the top of both hands from the IVs and another cluster on their arms from the PICC lines. I don't think that other people can even see the little scars. But their parents see them, and remember the NICU. At least 20 times a day.