Michael Jackson, starring in childrens’ nightmares everywhere.
Just the tale of a woman hamming it up at the Wal-mart.
Resuscitating a drowning cat, but be sure you’re in a big enough room. Get it?
Eavesdrop? Of course you do. We all do. Well, at least I do. If you hear something interesting, enter it at In Passing….
This site has eight thousand bajillion quizzes to take. Unfortunately it also has eight thousand bajillion popup ads, but if you can get past that, go visit.
Idly searching on eBay for gold charms, I came across one that quite disturbed me. Beheading – what a beautiful thing to commemorate.
It’s been a really neat week with lots of good things happening, both to me and to others. And that’s all I have to say about that.
Unidentified orb washes up on South Carolina shore. Nobody knows what it is.
Could it be related to whatever’s making the mysterious blooping noise in the middle of the ocean?
We finally accepted an offer from the people who want to buy our lot. I’m a bit miffed because we came down 10% voluntarily, while they only came up 5%. The process of negotiation is supposed to be a give-and-take, not a take-and-take. If this weren’t our only offer in a year and a half, I probably would have told them to hit the road. Unfortunately, it’s a buyer’s market right now. We’re always on the wrong side of the market – bought 3 pieces of real estate when it was a seller’s market, and selling this one in the buyer’s market. Ah, well. Such is life.
The two year old is really being a pill lately. She’s a complicated kid, and always has been. But she’s a very loving kid, which helps make up for her temper. Amazing how different two kids can be from each other.
This jacuzzi would certainly be an ideal complement to my master suite, yes.
Pop, soda, or coke? Down here, it’s all coke. “I’ll have a coke, please.” “Sure, what kind of coke would you like?” “Dr. Pepper.”
Yet Another Weird Fetish – myopic girls. Leave it to the French.
“Fizzling can happen if the poop is supercharged with bubbles of fart gas” – the scoop on, well… poop.
Blog tool feature comparison table – this is actually useful.
I am a wee bit ashamed at how much I just spent on a charm, but it’s 24 grams of 14k gold and it’s a music box, which I find infinitely cool, and I can only find like 4 music box charms on all of the internet, so it’s rare, and it’s a house so it means something to me, and it’s vintage so that’s cool. And the kids will love it because it plays a song.
Ever get the feeling you’re trying to justify something to yourself by justifying it to others?
Hip dysplasia update:
Wait, maybe I should start at the beginning. When DD#2 was born, she was a whopping 9lbs11oz. At her one week checkup, the pediatrician was concerned because her right hip clunked. He sent us to a pediatric orthopedist who did a sonogram of her hips and said that her right hip had congenital hip dysplasia. He sold us this thing called a Pavlik harness, which makes babies look like little spiders. Hub and I were really dubious about the whole thing, since it seemed like a good way for the doctor to make money selling x-rays and harnesses. We were pretty lax about putting her into her contraption, especially since it made it really hard to breastfeed.
Came her orthopedic checkup a couple of months later and the doc said that her hip was still out of whack, but he was willing to let us not use the contraption for a while and see what happened. Well, it didn’t get any better and now she was too big for the Pavlik thing, so we had to get her a Rhino brace. So we’ve had her in it at night for the last 6 weeks and now her hip is almost completely better. The left one is at an angle of 30° and the right is at 29°. The doc said we can keep her out of it if we want, but we’ll most likely put it on at night for another couple of weeks, just so something doesn’t rear its ugly head down the road and she has to have surgery when she’s 12 or something.
Real estate update:
They countered our counter offer, so we countered their counter to our counter. Clear? It’s just like playing tennis. Or something.
I get nervous when things go too well. I’m just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Besides the fact that I keep getting outbid on eBay.
My husband woke me up this morning with the news that our lot, which has been on the market for a year and a half, has an offer on it. The first offer we’ve gotten. Then a friend asks me if I want to test some software. I can’t go into detail about it, but it’s really exciting for me.
I think I should just go to bed now, so I can quit while I’m ahead.
