XMIL was a total douche on the phone with me the other day and ended up cussing, screaming and hanging up on me. So instead of going to XH's grandmas Christmas Eve in the evening when she will be there I will be bringing R in the morning and leaving way before she gets there just so she can't see him. He doesn't like her anyway and I really don't care if she hates me for it. She never makes an attempt to come over and see him so in my eyes I am not going to bother trying either. Now that I don't have to pretend to like her any more I can be the biitch to her she always is to me.
(XH is in jail which is why I have to bring R to see his family on Christmas.)
I don't drink because I enjoy the taste of alcohol. I drink because I like the effects of alcohol. In other words, I won't drink a beer because I like beer--I'll drink a beer because it will likely lead to another beer and therefore a buzz.
I only drink one or two times a month so I don't see this attitude as problematic.
This is me too...however I get so jealous of people who can do this now. I can't even enjoy my buzz when my mom or MIL is keeping Carter overnight. My da*n PPD/PPA meds aren't a good mix w/ alcohol. I CANNOT wait to not be on meds anymore! Drink up for me girls!!!
PPD/PPA Mom...it has been super hard, but I'm making it! Slow steps... Mom to Carter (6), and Calianne (1). Proud VBAC, natural birth, breastfeeding, cloth diapering momma!
I am not married to my DH but those are his initials so I will continue calling him that anyways.
Haha this cracked me up.
My FFC: I have gummy bears soaking in vodka in my fridge right now. I am a little sad I can't eat them tonight especially with the way the workday is going.
Must.have.these.nao.
It's taking everything I have not to leave work and go home and just eat them all. It seems everyone at work today is extremely biitchy. I actually made them for my cousin but I tried one last night and YUM.
My FFC: I have gummy bears soaking in vodka in my fridge right now. I am a little sad I can't eat them tonight especially with the way the workday is going.
somebody brought vodka soaked Swedish fish to our company picnic and they were disgusting! I am assuming the gummy bears would turn into similar mushiness
I tried one last night and I thought it was good. They haven't been soaking that long though so they are not really mushy. It might help that the vodka is cake flavored too.
When I have days off during the week DS still goes to daycare so I can get the grocery shopping and cleaning done. Today he is at daycare and I am off and I have done nothing this morning and don't have any desire to do so.
This is a huge part of the reason I can't wait for DH to find a job and get C back in daycare. Days off just aren't really a 'vacation' with them both around all day. Don't get me wrong, the paycheck will be awesome and I love them both dearly. But nothing beats a day at home alone (cleaning or otherwise) for feeling recharged.
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1. When I drink coffee, my pee smells like cheerios.
2. I worked very hard from April to October to lose 20+ lbs. I started a new job in October that I LOVE. However, I haven't worked out ONCE since taking this job. I was so motivated before and I seem to have lost the motivation. I am maintaining my weight, but I feel gross. I keep saying that after the holidays I'm going to get back at it. I KNOW I shouldn't wait and just start again now, but I don't wanna. Wah.
I also would really, really like to know more about these vodka-soaked gummi bears.
I gave up drinking just before I found out I was pregnant with DS, and I'll probably never drink again, and I really won't miss it. I've watched multiple family members throw their lives away, ruin their kids lives, just for funsies at a bar with their friends. Drinking is overrated and I'll stick to my fat-inducing pop from now on.
Ah, how true. My XH was a severe alcoholic and would quit for months at a time only to start up again. He got drunk one night and hurt me. It totally destroyed our family. I hope that one night was worth him losing everything. I have never been a drunk but I won't ever touch another drink due to it affecting my life the way that it did. Alcohol should be illegal. And yes, I also think pot should be legalized even though I don't smoke.
1. When I drink coffee, my pee smells like cheerios.
2. I worked very hard from April to October to lose 20+ lbs. I started a new job in October that I LOVE. However, I haven't worked out ONCE since taking this job. I was so motivated before and I seem to have lost the motivation. I am maintaining my weight, but I feel gross. I keep saying that after the holidays I'm going to get back at it. I KNOW I shouldn't wait and just start again now, but I don't wanna. Wah.
I also would really, really like to know more about these vodka-soaked gummi bears.
You win the internets today. Best confession ever.
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You don't understand the appeal of Benedict Cumberbatch / think he's fug / don't know who he is? WATCH SHERLOCK. Until you do, your negative opinion of him will not be taken seriously.
1. DS eats dinner "in transit" most nights now. He is a terrible eater and will not eat at all, so we now put his dinner in a shallow bowl and allow him to walk around and eat as he pleases between 5-6pm. The only time he'll eat dinner in his highchair is if it's something "good" (aka blueberry pancakes, cinnamon rolls, etc). I'm not proud of it, but I'd rather do that than have him go to bed hungry.
2. I don't understand moms who are nursing their toddlers who complain about it. I EBF DS until he was around 9-10 months (and am EBF DD) and I don't see anything wrong with nursing a toddler - but it annoys me when moms complain and say they "wish" they could quit. I always think to myself, when then just do it and quit complaining about it.
3. I love my dogs. But lately they have been driving my crazy. One of them jumped on the table ate DS's grapes and then jumped back on the table and threw up said grapes all over our new table linen. So, I scheduled a dog hotel visit for them this weekend so I can have a break.
I will stab someone for a decent beer in a bottle (I haz Blue Moon and Land Shark in my fridge and am looking forward to a couple tonight). I hate beer in a glass unless the glass is frosted. Light beer can suck one and then DIAF. It's filling, doesn't taste good and the buzz is minimal.
I like the taste of certain drinks AND drink for the relaxing effect. Uh ohs...
I was just sort of yelled at during a brewery tour for admitting to drinking micro-brews out of the bottle. Apparently, they are supposed to be enjoyed in a non-chilled glass.
Bottles make everything better. I am a bottle girl all the way.
Word.
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You don't understand the appeal of Benedict Cumberbatch / think he's fug / don't know who he is? WATCH SHERLOCK. Until you do, your negative opinion of him will not be taken seriously.
I may actually go in to Anthropologie because it's right near where I'll be in Chicago this weekend. Believe it or not their sales are amazing.
Not that I'm likely to buy anything. I'm still cheap. But maaaaaybe.
My FFFC: I pretty much let C follow me up and down the stairs, or even go up and down them himself. They are the kind that you turn 180 degrees in the middle so it's only a few, carpeted stairs at a time and he's SO self-assured and stable on them. It is easier than carrying him around and then I can actually do things like carry my laundry up and down. Plus it takes him a couple minutes where, sadly, I feel like he's safe because I know where he is...rather than him trying to turn on the stove or something.
I hear a lot of people say this, but when I look at the sales on their website, I am still intimidated by even the sale prices. Are the sales in the store better than the sales on their website?
1. DS eats dinner "in transit" most nights now. He is a terrible eater and will not eat at all, so we now put his dinner in a shallow bowl and allow him to walk around and eat as he pleases between 5-6pm. The only time he'll eat dinner in his highchair is if it's something "good" (aka blueberry pancakes, cinnamon rolls, etc). I'm not proud of it, but I'd rather do that than have him go to bed hungry.
2. I don't understand moms who are nursing their toddlers who complain about it. I EBF DS until he was around 9-10 months (and am EBF DD) and I don't see anything wrong with nursing a toddler - but it annoys me when moms complain and say they "wish" they could quit. I always think to myself, when then just do it and quit complaining about it.
3. I love my dogs. But lately they have been driving my crazy. One of them jumped on the table ate DS's grapes and then jumped back on the table and threw up said grapes all over our new table linen. So, I scheduled a dog hotel visit for them this weekend so I can have a break.
Be thankful he threw them up, grapes are really bad for dogs.
My confession: I was laying in the family room last night, thinking the gate out of there was closed when I noticed DD walking out of it and into her playroom. I could not see her in said playroom, but I let her play in there anyway. So, I let my 17 month old play unattended for about 10 minutes until she fell out of her desk chair (child size) and started crying.
1. DS eats dinner "in transit" most nights now. He is a terrible eater and will not eat at all, so we now put his dinner in a shallow bowl and allow him to walk around and eat as he pleases between 5-6pm. The only time he'll eat dinner in his highchair is if it's something "good" (aka blueberry pancakes, cinnamon rolls, etc). I'm not proud of it, but I'd rather do that than have him go to bed hungry.
I managed to make it one day without BFing DS and it was HELL. He screamed, cried and threw things the entire day. He didn't nap. He screamed at bedtime. He seriously acted like someone had decapitated me in front of him. And now he is cutting his two year molars so for one, I don't have the heart to take away his main comfort while he is in pain, and two nursing him a couple of times a day is much easier than a week of endless tantrums (plus, sometimes it's the only time I get to actually sit still).
I get that it's tough. Obviously I don't know what it is like. But there are several women in my ECFE group that complain non-stop about how much they hate nursing and want to quit. I always think to myself, you are a big girl just quit then.
It will be a transition like everything is for LOs, but the older they get the more difficult it will be (unless you plan to nurse until they are really old and you can actually have a conversation about why you are quitting).
So, I let my 17 month old play unattended for about 10 minutes until she fell out of her desk chair (child size) and started crying.
My 13 month old plays unattended quite a bit.
Same here. I feel safe until he starts climbing so I let him wander between the living room and his bedroom and play with whatever he wants. Except the presents.
So, I let my 17 month old play unattended for about 10 minutes until she fell out of her desk chair (child size) and started crying.
My 13 month old plays unattended quite a bit.
Mine too. I also allow my 3 (almost 4) y/o and my baby to play in a room together unattended. This is probably more dangerous for the baby than playing alone.
1. When I drink coffee, my pee smells like cheerios.
2. I worked very hard from April to October to lose 20+ lbs. I started a new job in October that I LOVE. However, I haven't worked out ONCE since taking this job. I was so motivated before and I seem to have lost the motivation. I am maintaining my weight, but I feel gross. I keep saying that after the holidays I'm going to get back at it. I KNOW I shouldn't wait and just start again now, but I don't wanna. Wah.
I also would really, really like to know more about these vodka-soaked gummi bears.
You win the internets today. Best confession ever.
I hear a lot of people say this, but when I look at the sales on their website, I am still intimidated by even the sale prices. Are the sales in the store better than the sales on their website?
I barely even check the website anymore...or only for inspiration so I don't really look at the prices. I'll admit that this opinion comes from pre-baby when DH and I had two incomes and no mortgage, dog, house, or child...so it may be colored by that. But I remember feeling like I paid about what I might have at Ann Taylor Loft or Express on a reasonable sale for clothes whose original prices were MUCH higher.
I may actually go in to Anthropologie because it's right near where I'll be in Chicago this weekend. Believe it or not their sales are amazing.
Not that I'm likely to buy anything. I'm still cheap. But maaaaaybe.
My FFFC: I pretty much let C follow me up and down the stairs, or even go up and down them himself. They are the kind that you turn 180 degrees in the middle so it's only a few, carpeted stairs at a time and he's SO self-assured and stable on them. It is easier than carrying him around and then I can actually do things like carry my laundry up and down. Plus it takes him a couple minutes where, sadly, I feel like he's safe because I know where he is...rather than him trying to turn on the stove or something.
I hear a lot of people say this, but when I look at the sales on their website, I am still intimidated by even the sale prices. Are the sales in the store better than the sales on their website?
I was thinking sorta the same. When I was in NY I went into Anth. and saw a bunch of cool stuff. Lots of stuff was out of my price range, but the store was so huge I did find a few diamonds in the ruff... Last night I saw that Anth post and posted about it, then when on the site to do a little shopping... My jaw dropped. Either I'm getting really cheap, or those prices were OUTRAGOUS. ...and I only looked at the sale page!
If you are Catholic and you're SO is Baptist, Protestant, Lutheran, whatever, you are not a mixed faith couple!!!
My side of the family wasn't allowed to be active participants in my cousins wedding because we were protestant. The Father wouldn't allow it.
But I get what you are saying. It isn't like Christian and Buddhist in one househol, for example.
The reverse is true if you're from the bible belt (at least it was 30 years ago). My grandparents were PISSED my mom was marrying a Catholic. It still happened and they ended up liking my dad more than my mom in the long run, but it was a huge issue at first.
1. When I drink coffee, my pee smells like cheerios.
2. I worked very hard from April to October to lose 20+ lbs. I started a new job in October that I LOVE. However, I haven't worked out ONCE since taking this job. I was so motivated before and I seem to have lost the motivation. I am maintaining my weight, but I feel gross. I keep saying that after the holidays I'm going to get back at it. I KNOW I shouldn't wait and just start again now, but I don't wanna. Wah.
I also would really, really like to know more about these vodka-soaked gummi bears.
You win the internets today. Best confession ever.
I also would like to know about these vodka-soaked gummi bears! My, very catholic, daycare lady told me that this is what the kids are doing now a days... I told her I wish I wasn't pregnant because I LOVE gummi bears...and vodka isn't bad either!!
I have an irrational fear of getting drunk. Therefore, I don't drink at all...not even a glass of wine socially.
I have no reason why I should feel this way. I think maybe I'm just being a control freak.
IDK when this all came to be, because in high school I did lots of partying, but even for my bachelorette party a few years ago--my girls had me do a shot of slippery nipple and I had an anxiety attack almost immediately after drinking it.
Its buttery, not slippery. Not sure what would go in a slippery nipple.... not sure I want to know.
"We like nothing better than buffing our Zygoma. And imagining a horny time traveling long overcoat purple scarf wearing super sleuth nordic legend fuck fantasy. Get to work on that, internet." Benedict Cumberbatch
I have an irrational fear of getting drunk. Therefore, I don't drink at all...not even a glass of wine socially.
I have no reason why I should feel this way. I think maybe I'm just being a control freak.
IDK when this all came to be, because in high school I did lots of partying, but even for my bachelorette party a few years ago--my girls had me do a shot of slippery nipple and I had an anxiety attack almost immediately after drinking it.
Its buttery, not slippery. Not sure what would go in a slippery nipple.... not sure I want to know.
1) I hate when people ask me how my father (who has cancer is doing) It is no secret he is dying with a few months at most to live. My answer is no different today than it was yesterday. Please save me the suffering of reliving it over and over in my mind.
2) I hate that I have no self control when it comes to sweets. I want to make Christmas cookies but I hate to because I don't want to gain any weight.
3) Leave Michelle Duggar alone. If she wants to stretch her vag out to kingdom come and then thrive off of the publicity, go her. Me, I won't be participating in any of that madness. Ever. After this.
4) I think the Elf on the shelf is so creepy but secretly think the idea could be cute if he wasn't used as a bad behavior spy.
5) My husband has a hemorroid and I am tired of hearing him wine about it. I mean really? I had a grade 4 tear and a hemorroid when I delivered DS. Where was the pity party then?
Gosh this feels good today.... what else do I have?
1. DS eats dinner "in transit" most nights now. He is a terrible eater and will not eat at all, so we now put his dinner in a shallow bowl and allow him to walk around and eat as he pleases between 5-6pm. The only time he'll eat dinner in his highchair is if it's something "good" (aka blueberry pancakes, cinnamon rolls, etc). I'm not proud of it, but I'd rather do that than have him go to bed hungry.
2. I don't understand moms who are nursing their toddlers who complain about it. I EBF DS until he was around 9-10 months (and am EBF DD) and I don't see anything wrong with nursing a toddler - but it annoys me when moms complain and say they "wish" they could quit. I always think to myself, when then just do it and quit complaining about it.
3. I love my dogs. But lately they have been driving my crazy. One of them jumped on the table ate DS's grapes and then jumped back on the table and threw up said grapes all over our new table linen. So, I scheduled a dog hotel visit for them this weekend so I can have a break.
Be thankful he threw them up, grapes are really bad for dogs.
My confession: I was laying in the family room last night, thinking the gate out of there was closed when I noticed DD walking out of it and into her playroom. I could not see her in said playroom, but I let her play in there anyway. So, I let my 17 month old play unattended for about 10 minutes until she fell out of her desk chair (child size) and started crying.
I called the vet. They said my 15 pound mini schnauzer would have to eat 40 grapes for it to be an issue. She ate 4. So, I'm not thankful - I wish she would have kept them in instead of vomiting all over my table (and the couch which she did later).
1. DS eats dinner "in transit" most nights now. He is a terrible eater and will not eat at all, so we now put his dinner in a shallow bowl and allow him to walk around and eat as he pleases between 5-6pm. The only time he'll eat dinner in his highchair is if it's something "good" (aka blueberry pancakes, cinnamon rolls, etc). I'm not proud of it, but I'd rather do that than have him go to bed hungry.
2. I don't understand moms who are nursing their toddlers who complain about it. I EBF DS until he was around 9-10 months (and am EBF DD) and I don't see anything wrong with nursing a toddler - but it annoys me when moms complain and say they "wish" they could quit. I always think to myself, when then just do it and quit complaining about it.
3. I love my dogs. But lately they have been driving my crazy. One of them jumped on the table ate DS's grapes and then jumped back on the table and threw up said grapes all over our new table linen. So, I scheduled a dog hotel visit for them this weekend so I can have a break.
Be thankful he threw them up, grapes are really bad for dogs.
My confession: I was laying in the family room last night, thinking the gate out of there was closed when I noticed DD walking out of it and into her playroom. I could not see her in said playroom, but I let her play in there anyway. So, I let my 17 month old play unattended for about 10 minutes until she fell out of her desk chair (child size) and started crying.
Grapes and raisins can cause renal failure (liver shuts down) so are considered possibly fatal. We stopped buying grapes at our house and only get raisins for baked goods. When eating said baked goods, we lock the pups up in another room to make sure they dont get any.
Another confession: I have been wanting to rearrange C's furniture with DH and get his opinion on how to do it. I got hugely pissed at DH last weekend and redid the nursery the way I wanted it, and if he has any issues with that, or with me making mostly soups and veggies this week, he can gofvckhimself.
"We like nothing better than buffing our Zygoma. And imagining a horny time traveling long overcoat purple scarf wearing super sleuth nordic legend fuck fantasy. Get to work on that, internet." Benedict Cumberbatch
3. I love my dogs. But lately they have been driving my crazy. One of them jumped on the table ate DS's grapes and then jumped back on the table and threw up said grapes all over our new table linen. So, I scheduled a dog hotel visit for them this weekend so I can have a break.
Be thankful he threw them up, grapes are really bad for dogs.
I called the vet. They said my 15 pound mini schnauzer would have to eat 40 grapes for it to be an issue. She ate 4. So, I'm not thankful - I wish she would have kept them in instead of vomiting all over my table (and the couch which she did later).
Research has shown that the effects of grapes and raisins on the kidneys in dogs can be cumulative, so definitely keep that in mind if he does it again.
I fail at quoting today ... Kitiara, I think it's crazy that you won't even buy grapes, considering how many your dogs would have to eat for it to hurt them
My dalmatian developed something practically overnight that screwed her immune system up. $9k and two months later, I got to hold her in my arms as she died. I reserve the right to be super paranoid about my dogs just because I cant financially or emotionally go through that again - and I am not much for grapes either, prefer mangoes, peaches, and apples.
"We like nothing better than buffing our Zygoma. And imagining a horny time traveling long overcoat purple scarf wearing super sleuth nordic legend fuck fantasy. Get to work on that, internet." Benedict Cumberbatch
I don't drink because I enjoy the taste of alcohol. I drink because I like the effects of alcohol. In other words, I won't drink a beer because I like beer--I'll drink a beer because it will likely lead to another beer and therefore a buzz.
I only drink one or two times a month so I don't see this attitude as problematic.
I also drink for the buzz, but the buzz lately has resulted in massive headaches and generally feeling like crap.
Alcohol has decided it hates me and wants me to never consume it again.
I will stab someone for a decent beer in a bottle (I haz Blue Moon and Land Shark in my fridge and am looking forward to a couple tonight). I hate beer in a glass unless the glass is frosted. Light beer can suck one and then DIAF. It's filling, doesn't taste good and the buzz is minimal.
I like the taste of certain drinks AND drink for the relaxing effect. Uh ohs...
i really like beer. like, enough to only have one sometimes. i am in love with the new kind of alaskan ale with purple caps. it's made with spruce tips and it tastes like a forest.
my fffc is that i just spent a ton on my sick cat. but she's doing much better. merry christmas to me.
If you are Catholic and you're SO is Baptist, Protestant, Lutheran, whatever, you are not a mixed faith couple!!!
My side of the family wasn't allowed to be active participants in my cousins wedding because we were protestant. The Father wouldn't allow it.
But I get what you are saying. It isn't like Christian and Buddhist in one househol, for example.
My opinion is you don't really have to define "mixed-faith." Faith is a really personal thing. If you have "faith" in something and your partner doesn't, it can feel mixed-faith no matter what. DH and I were both raised Catholic but what we actually believe is so different it feels mixed-faith. We do not have the same faith in the same things, regardless of what you want to call it. And Catholic and non-Catholic Christians can believe extremely different things or, like Ella said, not be allowed to even participate in each other's religious events. Technically some priests won't even marry you to a non-Catholic (yes, that's rare, but it has happened in my own family so it does happen). That's two pretty different faiths IMO.
I think if the basic premise is the same, IE we both believe in Jesus or Buddha or whatever, then it's not mixed faith, the practices change even within faiths over time.
My FFFC: I think if you are in a mixed faith relationship or plan on raising your child and letting he/she choose their own faith, you are not very strong in your own faith. As a Christian, I never could have married a non-Christian. Likewise, my faith tells me that these beliefs determine my afterlife, so it would never be okay with me for my child to make a different choice. I would always try to convince them that Christianity is the one true faith.
Mind you, I'm not trying to preach to anyone and tell you what to believe, I'm telling you that for my faith and beliefs I feel compelled to minister to my own family.
I hate this time of year. I love xmas day and eve, but I hate the time leading up to it. I don't have enough time as it is, adding xmas shopping, wrapping, decorating, baking etc almost pushes me over the edge. I have been such a b*tch because of it. Now I understand why my dad dreaded xmas when we were kids growing up.
I hate this time of year. I love xmas day and eve, but I hate the time leading up to it. I don't have enough time as it is, adding xmas shopping, wrapping, decorating, baking etc almost pushes me over the edge. I have been such a b*tch because of it. Now I understand why my dad dreaded xmas when we were kids growing up.
I feel the exact opposite. I love the time leading up, but I don't love the actual day. I feel sad because it's over so quickly and so many of our events fall at the exact same time it's like 3 days of torture. I just want to relax and enjoy it, not race from place to place. On the good side, I convinced MIL to celebrate the weekend before so that takes some pressure off.
That, and this would not be nearly as cute nomming on a grape:
"We like nothing better than buffing our Zygoma. And imagining a horny time traveling long overcoat purple scarf wearing super sleuth nordic legend fuck fantasy. Get to work on that, internet." Benedict Cumberbatch
Yeah, I don't think 2 types of Christians does a mixed marriage make. Nor would a reform Jew and a conservative Jew. We're all Jews. We celebrate the same holidays, and have the same basic beliefs. Same with a Lutheran and a Catholic...Jesus - check. Christmas and Easter - check.
A mixed faith marriage is one in which the parents believe in different deities, celebrate different holidays, hold very different worldviews, and had vastly different upbringings.
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Yeah, I don't think 2 types of Christians does a mixed marriage make. Nor would a reform Jew and a conservative Jew. We're all Jews. We celebrate the same holidays, and have the same basic beliefs. Same with a Lutheran and a Catholic...Jesus - check. Christmas and Easter - check.
A mixed faith marriage is one in which the parents believe in different deities, celebrate different holidays, hold very different worldviews, and had vastly different upbringings.
Re: FFFC
XMIL was a total douche on the phone with me the other day and ended up cussing, screaming and hanging up on me. So instead of going to XH's grandmas Christmas Eve in the evening when she will be there I will be bringing R in the morning and leaving way before she gets there just so she can't see him. He doesn't like her anyway and I really don't care if she hates me for it. She never makes an attempt to come over and see him so in my eyes I am not going to bother trying either. Now that I don't have to pretend to like her any more I can be the biitch to her she always is to me.
(XH is in jail which is why I have to bring R to see his family on Christmas.)
This is me too...however I get so jealous of people who can do this now. I can't even enjoy my buzz when my mom or MIL is keeping Carter overnight. My da*n PPD/PPA meds aren't a good mix w/ alcohol. I CANNOT wait to not be on meds anymore! Drink up for me girls!!!
Mom to Carter (6), and Calianne (1).
Proud VBAC, natural birth, breastfeeding, cloth diapering momma!
It's taking everything I have not to leave work and go home and just eat them all. It seems everyone at work today is extremely biitchy. I actually made them for my cousin but I tried one last night and YUM.
I tried one last night and I thought it was good. They haven't been soaking that long though so they are not really mushy. It might help that the vodka is cake flavored too.
This is a huge part of the reason I can't wait for DH to find a job and get C back in daycare. Days off just aren't really a 'vacation' with them both around all day. Don't get me wrong, the paycheck will be awesome and I love them both dearly. But nothing beats a day at home alone (cleaning or otherwise) for feeling recharged.
1. When I drink coffee, my pee smells like cheerios.
2. I worked very hard from April to October to lose 20+ lbs. I started a new job in October that I LOVE. However, I haven't worked out ONCE since taking this job. I was so motivated before and I seem to have lost the motivation. I am maintaining my weight, but I feel gross. I keep saying that after the holidays I'm going to get back at it. I KNOW I shouldn't wait and just start again now, but I don't wanna. Wah.
I also would really, really like to know more about these vodka-soaked gummi bears.
Ah, how true. My XH was a severe alcoholic and would quit for months at a time only to start up again. He got drunk one night and hurt me. It totally destroyed our family. I hope that one night was worth him losing everything. I have never been a drunk but I won't ever touch another drink due to it affecting my life the way that it did. Alcohol should be illegal. And yes, I also think pot should be legalized even though I don't smoke.
You win the internets today. Best confession ever.
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You don't understand the appeal of Benedict Cumberbatch / think he's fug / don't know who he is? WATCH SHERLOCK. Until you do, your negative opinion of him will not be taken seriously.
Let's see, I have several:
1. DS eats dinner "in transit" most nights now. He is a terrible eater and will not eat at all, so we now put his dinner in a shallow bowl and allow him to walk around and eat as he pleases between 5-6pm. The only time he'll eat dinner in his highchair is if it's something "good" (aka blueberry pancakes, cinnamon rolls, etc). I'm not proud of it, but I'd rather do that than have him go to bed hungry.
2. I don't understand moms who are nursing their toddlers who complain about it. I EBF DS until he was around 9-10 months (and am EBF DD) and I don't see anything wrong with nursing a toddler - but it annoys me when moms complain and say they "wish" they could quit. I always think to myself, when then just do it and quit complaining about it.
3. I love my dogs. But lately they have been driving my crazy. One of them jumped on the table ate DS's grapes and then jumped back on the table and threw up said grapes all over our new table linen. So, I scheduled a dog hotel visit for them this weekend so I can have a break.
Word.
Unable to even.
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You don't understand the appeal of Benedict Cumberbatch / think he's fug / don't know who he is? WATCH SHERLOCK. Until you do, your negative opinion of him will not be taken seriously.
I hear a lot of people say this, but when I look at the sales on their website, I am still intimidated by even the sale prices. Are the sales in the store better than the sales on their website?
Be thankful he threw them up, grapes are really bad for dogs.
My confession: I was laying in the family room last night, thinking the gate out of there was closed when I noticed DD walking out of it and into her playroom. I could not see her in said playroom, but I let her play in there anyway. So, I let my 17 month old play unattended for about 10 minutes until she fell out of her desk chair (child size) and started crying.
My FFFC-
If you are Catholic and you're SO is Baptist, Protestant, Lutheran, whatever, you are not a mixed faith couple!!!
I get that it's tough. Obviously I don't know what it is like. But there are several women in my ECFE group that complain non-stop about how much they hate nursing and want to quit. I always think to myself, you are a big girl just quit then.
It will be a transition like everything is for LOs, but the older they get the more difficult it will be (unless you plan to nurse until they are really old and you can actually have a conversation about why you are quitting).
I'm THIS close to walking into my bosses office, handing over my key, and quitting this bs job. Unfortunately he's not here today, so I can't do that.
Plus DH would probably be a little pissed. But seriously-I am ready to scream.
Same here. I feel safe until he starts climbing so I let him wander between the living room and his bedroom and play with whatever he wants. Except the presents.
Mine too. I also allow my 3 (almost 4) y/o and my baby to play in a room together unattended. This is probably more dangerous for the baby than playing alone.
Ahh, okay. That makes sense.
I was thinking sorta the same. When I was in NY I went into Anth. and saw a bunch of cool stuff. Lots of stuff was out of my price range, but the store was so huge I did find a few diamonds in the ruff... Last night I saw that Anth post and posted about it, then when on the site to do a little shopping... My jaw dropped. Either I'm getting really cheap, or those prices were OUTRAGOUS. ...and I only looked at the sale page!
The reverse is true if you're from the bible belt (at least it was 30 years ago). My grandparents were PISSED my mom was marrying a Catholic. It still happened and they ended up liking my dad more than my mom in the long run, but it was a huge issue at first.
I also would like to know about these vodka-soaked gummi bears! My, very catholic, daycare lady told me that this is what the kids are doing now a days... I told her I wish I wasn't pregnant because I LOVE gummi bears...and vodka isn't bad either!!
Its buttery, not slippery. Not sure what would go in a slippery nipple.... not sure I want to know.
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They are both actually shots.
So, I haven't had a confession in a while...
1) I hate when people ask me how my father (who has cancer is doing) It is no secret he is dying with a few months at most to live. My answer is no different today than it was yesterday. Please save me the suffering of reliving it over and over in my mind.
2) I hate that I have no self control when it comes to sweets. I want to make Christmas cookies but I hate to because I don't want to gain any weight.
3) Leave Michelle Duggar alone. If she wants to stretch her vag out to kingdom come and then thrive off of the publicity, go her. Me, I won't be participating in any of that madness. Ever. After this.
4) I think the Elf on the shelf is so creepy but secretly think the idea could be cute if he wasn't used as a bad behavior spy.
5) My husband has a hemorroid and I am tired of hearing him wine about it. I mean really? I had a grade 4 tear and a hemorroid when I delivered DS. Where was the pity party then?
Gosh this feels good today.... what else do I have?
Make a pregnancy ticker
I called the vet. They said my 15 pound mini schnauzer would have to eat 40 grapes for it to be an issue. She ate 4. So, I'm not thankful - I wish she would have kept them in instead of vomiting all over my table (and the couch which she did later).
Grapes and raisins can cause renal failure (liver shuts down) so are considered possibly fatal. We stopped buying grapes at our house and only get raisins for baked goods. When eating said baked goods, we lock the pups up in another room to make sure they dont get any.
Another confession: I have been wanting to rearrange C's furniture with DH and get his opinion on how to do it. I got hugely pissed at DH last weekend and redid the nursery the way I wanted it, and if he has any issues with that, or with me making mostly soups and veggies this week, he can gofvckhimself.
"We like nothing better than buffing our Zygoma. And imagining a horny time traveling long overcoat purple scarf wearing super sleuth nordic legend fuck fantasy. Get to work on that, internet." Benedict Cumberbatch
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DD has a Christmas program next Thursday, and I don't want MIL or SIL to come to it.
They know about it cos SIL works with a girl who has a DS in the same class. Bah humbug.
Research has shown that the effects of grapes and raisins on the kidneys in dogs can be cumulative, so definitely keep that in mind if he does it again.
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Malcolm...September 21, 2012...8lbs, 6oz...Another med-free birth!
My dalmatian developed something practically overnight that screwed her immune system up. $9k and two months later, I got to hold her in my arms as she died. I reserve the right to be super paranoid about my dogs just because I cant financially or emotionally go through that again - and I am not much for grapes either, prefer mangoes, peaches, and apples.
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i really like beer. like, enough to only have one sometimes. i am in love with the new kind of alaskan ale with purple caps. it's made with spruce tips and it tastes like a forest.
my fffc is that i just spent a ton on my sick cat. but she's doing much better. merry christmas to me.
I think if the basic premise is the same, IE we both believe in Jesus or Buddha or whatever, then it's not mixed faith, the practices change even within faiths over time.
My FFFC: I think if you are in a mixed faith relationship or plan on raising your child and letting he/she choose their own faith, you are not very strong in your own faith. As a Christian, I never could have married a non-Christian. Likewise, my faith tells me that these beliefs determine my afterlife, so it would never be okay with me for my child to make a different choice. I would always try to convince them that Christianity is the one true faith.
Mind you, I'm not trying to preach to anyone and tell you what to believe, I'm telling you that for my faith and beliefs I feel compelled to minister to my own family.
I feel the exact opposite. I love the time leading up, but I don't love the actual day. I feel sad because it's over so quickly and so many of our events fall at the exact same time it's like 3 days of torture. I just want to relax and enjoy it, not race from place to place. On the good side, I convinced MIL to celebrate the weekend before so that takes some pressure off.
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Yeah, I don't think 2 types of Christians does a mixed marriage make. Nor would a reform Jew and a conservative Jew. We're all Jews. We celebrate the same holidays, and have the same basic beliefs. Same with a Lutheran and a Catholic...Jesus - check. Christmas and Easter - check.
A mixed faith marriage is one in which the parents believe in different deities, celebrate different holidays, hold very different worldviews, and had vastly different upbringings.
Are you dating Devin Hester? I must know.