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I'm trying to figure out how to post a picture...lets see if this works

This is my first official picture as a Mommy. It's titled "HOLY CRAP!"



Will it work??

Thursday Morning, 9 am.

It's Thursday. It's cold. I'm at work. Again.

Last night I went to my 'WOW' meeting, and WOW! What an amazing time we had! Did a read thru of the pieces of writing that will be used for the 'production' and we laughed, we cried, we got angry...it was an amazing night. I also got to hold a 2 month old baby girl named Imogen. I love that name! She is a cutie pie! I want one! Her mother is a very interesting lady. Dread-locked, skirted, unshaven and unappolagetic :). She bemoaned to me the fact that her newborn has, as yet, been unwilling to take milk from a bottle and none of her friends are lactating. She asked me if I was still nursing :). I would totally do that tho! I'd nurse some one else's baby if they wanted me to. Letting someone else nurse *MY* baby is quite another thing. If it was someone I knew EXTREMELY well and trusted implicitly, then, yes, no problemo...Strange to think about, tho, is it not? My friend, Janis, told me she could smell the estrogen coming off me :). It's true, I do have baby lust. Anyone have a newborn they want to lend me to cure me of that affliction? It *might* work....

So, as you can well imagine, it's rather a let down to be sitting at this desk again, at 9 am, correcting lal reports.

On the upside, I haven't had breakfast yet and my GIGANTOR honey crisp apple is patiently awaiting my ravenous hunger. Mmmmmmmmmmm...fresh apple. *Drool*

So, there it is. Not a terribly interesting blog, but then I told you I was going to be mundane!!!


Again, to end with a joke:

Little Johnny was a problem child from the get go. His mother had found him playing with turpentine of late and sought the counsel of her local priest for help and guidance. 'Father, I can't get my little Johnny to STOP playing with turpentine! I'm worried about his lungs and his safety', she wailed. The kindly old priest responded w/ a 'there, there' and 'Why don't you send little Johnny to me and I'll see what I can do?'. So, little Johnny is directed to report to the priest the following morning. He walks into the priest's chambers carrying a slingshot and a large can of turpentine. 'Johnny', says the priest, 'Why don't you trade that can of turpentine with me for a bottle of Holy Water?'

'Father, what in the HELL, is HOLY WATER. What can I do with THAT? Turpentine is soooooo useful! You can start fires with it, it smells good, you can make paint runny. What can you do withHOLY WATER?' replies Johnny. After the priest recovers from that little tirade, he says "Why, Johnny, Holy Water is very special! It has many magical properties. Why, just the other day, I rubbed some on a woman's stomach and she passed TWINS!'

'Aw, Father', says Johnny, 'That's nothing! Just last week, I rubbed some turpentine on a cat's ass and he passed two cars and a motorcycle!'

:):)

P.S.

Might I add that I'm terribly psyched that people other than my friends read this thing?! There is life out there :) YAY!

Fall musings

I really LOVE the fall! The leaves, the crisp air, the gray days. I love it all! I really do wish it would last longer! I love being able to walk around in a sweater and a hat! I love seeing my breath and I love the pink cheeks on all of the maurading little monsters out frolicking about (toddlers, children, etc).

Yesterday night, I had a fabulous girls night with my dear friend. WE ate yummy thai food at a little resturant w/ carved elephant heads and miscellaneous Buddha's on the wall and then took a stroll down a busy city street in the cool fall air. Then, of course, we headed off to the MALL TO SHOP! :) I think I enjoyed the company and the stroll the most tho.

Good friends are like a warm coat and a scarf in the fall. Even tho the outside world is chill and crisp, inside is warm and cozy, like a big hug...and the cold isn't bad! It just makes us more appreciative of the warmth they give.

Wow, that was deep....I need to burp or fart or something now :).

So, with that, I need to think of another joke to end with.

How about my favorite?

What's red and invisible??! NO TOMATOES!

Not that funny, but I still love it :):). But I'm a whacko.

Toodles!

Look at me, I'm a blogging fool!

So I dropped my son off at Daycare for the first time this morning. It was reallty rather strange. He only goes 2 days a week, but I feel like this is yet another step he's taking away from me. He's such a little boy now! There's no baby left at all!. It's exciting to watch him grow, but it's sad that he's growing up and away from me.

So, once again, I have to pee and I'm procrastinating. I came to school today wearing a shirt that must have gotten bleach on it at one time or another and I failed to notice this...I wonder if anyone will think it's strange if I wear my lab coat all day? Hmmmmmmmmm...

I think I will end with a joke :)

So, a woman and her husband arrive at a maternity hospital. She is in active labour and is admitted immediately. She is experiencing a HUGE amount of pain and so asks for an epidural. The husband says to her 'Honey, if I could take your pain, I would'. The nurse says "well, we can give you an epidural, but would you like to try a revolutionary new method of pain relief? We now have a way to transfer the pain of childbirth to the father! We can start out with with just 25% to begin with, are you interested?' The father decides that he's prepared to handle this and agrees to it. The nurse transfers 25% of the pain. She says 'Now, this is probably the most intense pain you've ever felt in your life, so we'll start out slow'. She turns the switch. The father isn't phased in the least. 'I'm not in ANY pain!' he says, 'Crank it up!' Reluctantly the nurse complies and gives the father 50% of the pain. Still, he isn't phased. The wife is feeling so much better and agrees to have it upped again. So, the nurse transfers 75% of the pain to the father. Daddy is still A OK and the nurse has never seen such a thing. "Most father's can't even handle 25%! You're amazing!'. 'Aw, shucks" says the father, 'Why don't you just give it all to me?' and as he's done so well thus far, the nurse agrees. The wife gives birth to a beautiful son, PAIN FREE!

So, 2 days later, they bring their new baby boy home and find the mailman dead on the front step :):)

Look at me, I'm a blogging fool!

I am freezing my butt off!

So, it's cold. My little closet office has no heater, and the geniuses that run the lab outside me have, once again, left the window OPEN. My fingers feel like icicles.

I have to pee, but I don't have time. It's inconvenient to have to pee when one is embroiled in marking labs and entering data.

This is probably going to be a very non-profound, infernally boring blog, but, there's nothing for it. Such is my life.

I'll end with a profound quote so as to motivate furthur postings.

'They who know the storm, sicken of the calm'.

I wish I could remember who said it :)