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...my past several days.

Bad: #2 had a "baby" this weekend (electronic doll) and her stress was my stress, because baby crying noise = me going bananas. But I couldn't make it stop, because it was her grade. And she would burst into tears when the crying would graduate to screaming. Once she picked it up too quickly at 3am (Sat.) and it SHRIEKED because it has a "baby shake" sensor. She was sobbing, "I'm sorry, oh I'm so sorry!" and it was just... D:
Good: That is seriously the best form of birth control there is.
Bad: We still cannot find the a-holes that attacked my son and his boyfriend.
Good: He has friends that are stepping up and supporting them, and are representing conscientious Christians in a lovely manner
Bad: The Mr. left his wallet before leaving for Chicago this week.
Good: He had his passport so he could get on the plane
Bad: He had no credit cards to check into the hotel, etc.
Good: FedEx is freaking amazing.
Bad:I haven't had a proper night's sleep in days.
Good: Because I've been working like a fiend to produce not one but TWO new TV programs, one of which I will be the host of, and the DIY Network is already in talks to purchase said show. And we've not filmed a minute of it yet. :D (The other is an amazing children's show that has the potential to be the next Yo Gabba Gabba, and I'm not even kidding.)
Bad: It's a LOT of work. Calls. Writing. Scheduling. Herding cats. dovil? There just might be an assistant's position open if I can get these babies off the ground. Plus: booze.

(Throw in the mix all of the chauffeuring I do, meals, cleaning, enforcing rules, enforcing studying/homework, dealing with surly teenagers while my husband is gone, a cat that got out, a cat that was found, a cat that got a scolding and cuddles, and a huge whining dog - because she could NOT stand the noises the robot baby made - and you come close to how my life has been since Friday night.)


Also, at HDJM there is new Boardwalk Empire, Dexter, Hoarders, and Teen Wolf waiting for you. THANK YOU for all of the likes, +1s, tweeting, linking and tumbling you're doing! I can see all of that, and I am so grateful to those of you supporting the site! <3


Oct. 10th, 2012 10:33 pm (UTC)
I don't have a writer for it that's hit the ball out of the park! Finding writers is tough - we have a certain style that I have to find. *shrug*

And thank you! Awww - BABY GIRLS. I got STUPID baby hungry with that flippin' robot baby. It cooed and sighed and gurgled and breathed and I remembered how lovely little babies are! (And then we all woke up at 3 in the morning and I do not want another baby now. Hahaha. I MEAN, YOU ARE GOING TO LOVE THE NEXT 18 YEARS.) :)
Oct. 10th, 2012 11:28 pm (UTC)
Damn it Stoney you promised to LIE TO US!!!! Candy and unicorns and sleeping through the night and perfect children always!!! ALL OF THE TIME!

Oct. 11th, 2012 12:03 am (UTC)
LOL - WHOOPS! I mean, SUNSHINE AND KITTENS AND RAINBOWS AND HUGS, that is what motherhood is made of!

*nose growing out the front door*
Oct. 12th, 2012 02:18 pm (UTC)
X-D Well, I'll take the good with the bad when it comes to motherhood. ;-) I am FULL aware of the fact it ain't just sunshine and flowers. :-) I am very grateful she already sleeps all night long... at the tender age of 8 weeks. :-)

And hey, if had been able to write, I would SO have written for SoA for your site... Unfortunally, I am no good writer so... :-)


Are You Actually

Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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