tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post4200625806615750209..comments2024-03-09T10:14:49.991+00:00Comments on BarrenAlbion: DrainedMsPrufrockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533722219016814501noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-58044095385393253912009-10-07T10:23:57.953+01:002009-10-07T10:23:57.953+01:00I remember 3 as being a very challenging age. 4 wa...I remember 3 as being a very challenging age. 4 was adorable and sweet, but don't forget my girls are in their 20's now so who the hell knows if my memory is playing tricks on me or not.<br /><br />ARGHH! People who take up a sidewalk walking 3 abreast verrrrrry sloooooowly should be flogged.Miz Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09797076536055067930noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-31751914499443874652009-10-03T23:03:17.005+01:002009-10-03T23:03:17.005+01:00I'm dreading going back to work on Monday. OK,...I'm dreading going back to work on Monday. OK, so it's raining now and the office won't parboil me by lunch, but DEAR GOD THE DAMNED STUDENTS, jiggling their junk, asking stupid questions, relentless queues of them, mobile phones playing tinny versions of some dingbat pop-hit as they shuffle up to you and startle you with their halitosis/violent sneezes/amazing idiocy. Oops, I ranted there a bit. <br /><br />P is adorable. My own littlest sister, at that age, used to just SCREAM and head-butt people. <br /><br />I think I agree with pretty much everything else too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-10864963454734139032009-10-02T19:07:07.716+01:002009-10-02T19:07:07.716+01:00Agreeing with Oh So Much of this. Re: the weather....Agreeing with Oh So Much of this. Re: the weather... if it doesn't cool down and rain soon, John will cry, I'm sure of it!hairyfarmerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10975854659690631686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-24314241518428309132009-10-02T14:27:38.415+01:002009-10-02T14:27:38.415+01:00Yeeeees! I just killed some teenagers WITH MY EYES...Yeeeees! I just killed some teenagers WITH MY EYES this morning for not getting out of my way while I was running. <br /><br />And, yes on number 6. It's half the reason why I have the Mirena. I used to pass out when I started my period (not figuratively, LITERALLY be a psycho, and then when stupid Aunt Fricking Flo came back 5 weeks after I birthed my baby, whom I was NURSING, I pretty much said, OK, DONE NOW.<br /><br />And as for your three-year-old, duuuuude. The terrible twos were really not that terrible around our house, but three? Three was fucking CARNAGE in some spots.elizasmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14450026334750091569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-55746628915112537472009-10-02T04:22:20.649+01:002009-10-02T04:22:20.649+01:00the terrible twos are followed by the thunderous t...the terrible twos are followed by the thunderous threes, which are followed by the fucking fours.<br />sorry.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-44758812547803993242009-10-02T02:12:17.826+01:002009-10-02T02:12:17.826+01:00Wait, complaining about 20 degrees C? COMPLAINING?...Wait, complaining about 20 degrees C? COMPLAINING? That is 68 DEGREES. That is ROOM TEMPERATURE.<br /><br />The high was only 85 today and we were partying in Southern Louisiana. <br /><br />I think I would freeze to death in England.Mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12515687893431870192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-38503243134488296052009-10-01T19:41:28.374+01:002009-10-01T19:41:28.374+01:00P and Isabella were separated at birth. I am sure ...P and Isabella were separated at birth. I am sure of it. <br /><br />And #8-I am so with you on that one, and everyone I know thinks I'm certifiable because of it.Kristihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03792735154830422231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-16149255968283493262009-10-01T16:52:33.182+01:002009-10-01T16:52:33.182+01:00One-- Eeeew. Just. Eeeeeeew.
Two- ditto.
Three- ...One-- Eeeew. Just. Eeeeeeew. <br />Two- ditto.<br />Three- Sing it sister. Sidewalk hogs must DIEEEEE. <br />Four- yeah. I don't get it. Why is everyone so effin' concerned about the welfare of mothers who work and wringing their hands over the societal costs, etc., whilst leaving the working FATHER out entirely? Baloney, frankly. <br />Five- Oh, god YES. I want to post a sign in my REs office about this one. If you want to be loud, take it out in the hallway. Because I do not care and I do not like you and I do not want to like you because you assault my senses and that makes me angry. <br />Six- Yes, love the monthly reminders that things aren't working out. It's not like it's not heartbreaking enough-- it has to come with physical pain and emotional wreckage due to plummeting hormone levels. And the mess, too. Oh, lord, the mess. <br />Seven- I think maybe three year olds just tap into my love for punkish assholery, because the three year old class was my favorite class to teach the summer I worked in a daycare. Or else I've outgothed you by being such an incredible masochist. <br />Eight- It's actually simultaneously chilly and sunny here. I don't like it right now. It doesn't suit my mood. It was warm and rainy for the last several weeks, and now, it's just gone and flipped itself, and I feel like I got cheated out of my last chance of indian summer with all the stupid rain. And got all the rain without any of the chill. I'm sure I'll get plenty of it as we move into winter, but really. It's not jiving with me right now.katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08056463808792013011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-54069691393010259562009-10-01T11:50:45.827+01:002009-10-01T11:50:45.827+01:00#7 - yes yes yes and again yes. The age of three ...#7 - yes yes yes and again yes. The age of three is currently kicking my ass. Because we're stupid, we added a rambunctious puppy to the mix. I haven't really updated my blog in forevers because what's the point? I alternate between homicidal maniac and suicidal depressive every hour and would rather not have well-meaning blog readers call the men in the white coats. Not yet, anyway.rachelhttp://www.racheldirollzack.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-80197577208945822592009-09-30T20:48:54.046+01:002009-09-30T20:48:54.046+01:00At least your people use the damn sidewalks. Here...At least your people use the damn sidewalks. Here, they hog the street. When we have a perfectly good fucking sidewalk. That we pay taxes for. Vexes me.statiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467429719047005561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-68820864075738512422009-09-30T19:28:43.759+01:002009-09-30T19:28:43.759+01:00Rambling posts rule.Rambling posts rule.Aunt Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12146687582842259611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-78825002348790832092009-09-30T05:23:08.406+01:002009-09-30T05:23:08.406+01:00Number 7- I'll let you know. Dee turned four t...Number 7- I'll let you know. Dee turned four today. Let's hope it's an improvement on three. <br /><br />Number 8- it's supposed to get up to 85 degrees F here Thursday. What's that- nearly 30 Celcius? Can I come stay at your house?Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13877459820678525532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-35186999678799665102009-09-30T03:53:24.492+01:002009-09-30T03:53:24.492+01:00Oh, I soooo hate it when men start that scratching...Oh, I soooo hate it when men start that scratching business in front of me. My BIL is notorious for this and I find myself praying to sweet baby Jesus that my foot doesn't find his goods before he finds the sense to stop. <br /><br />I don't want to darken your outlook any, but I'm holding out for six myself.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04337743056688713317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-4658847393623382162009-09-30T03:35:30.063+01:002009-09-30T03:35:30.063+01:00I do so miss you when you don't post. Posts l...I do so miss you when you don't post. Posts like this just does my heart good.<br /><br />And uhm, 4? Well all I can say is hold out for 5.Brigindohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05499279435958916161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-68394139479914608202009-09-30T01:47:03.657+01:002009-09-30T01:47:03.657+01:00Sorry you've had some rough times. I'm fi...Sorry you've had some rough times. I'm finding that Ant goes through some weeks where he's an angel child and others where he's, well, not. I totally hear you on the tantrums! Especially where he's not napping anymore (otherwise sleeptime is somewhere around 10pm!).<br /><br />I also *completely* agree on people not getting the fuck out of the way. I took a total header off my bike once because some group of people refused to move over a tiny bit so I could bike on the BIKE path. <br /><br />Don't worry about proper posts, I like this format just fine!Nicohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16391676406311335476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9862855.post-3720295040730740522009-09-29T23:02:47.744+01:002009-09-29T23:02:47.744+01:00number 8 had me cracking UP! I think I have a touc...number 8 had me cracking UP! I think I have a touch of the Goth too. I just heard that we will have some early morning lows of 58 degrees and I am setting my alarm early so that I can go out and enjoy them!<br /><br />(& forgive me for asking as I feel all kinds of lame- but does this period herald the trying game part 2???)Calliopehttp://creatingmotherhood.comnoreply@blogger.com