Say Anything.
'Say Anything' is a John Cusak/Cameron Crowe 1989 teen flick. ' A noble underachiever and a beautiful valedictorian fall in love the summer before she goes off to college.' This is actually not what this thread is about, but the message is the same.
Actually no it isn't, I just like imdb.com and the title sounded interesting. /snort
This is not necessarily a vent thread - far from it. This is about saying anything - weather, the bird outside your work window, the fundamental differences between Mormons and catholics, how Law and Order Criminal Intent doesn't get the props it deserves, that I always forget whether it's 'it's' or 'its', that my daughter has a beautiful smile and the first guy that breaks her heart - I'm breaking his knees...it's about anything.
So, say anything.
Not to mention the new learned ability of power cat-napping.
:teehee
Her: :omg "Mumma... I started my period. IN SCHOOL!!!" :omg (in hushed tones)
Me: "Did you go to the nurse for a pad?" (at work, no less)
Her: "Well... no, I had a pad with me. But I was SOOO emBARRASSED!" Yes, I taught her to speak ;)
Poor kid's getting her cramps from me tho, I feel bad. Advil seems to help her out somewhat. :)
She was 13 though, and at home. She says she was a tad scared, but overall the experience was anti-climatic (I just asked her lol)
'I have a pimple.'
I look up at Mike and he's standing next to me at my desk. It's lunchtime and he's heading back to work. He has his hand tucked into the back of his pants.
'Uh...where?'
Pause.
'It's on my butt. Can you pop it?'
Blinks.
'You realize I'm posting this conversation.'
'It's bugging me, just pop it.' Unzips pants.
'Mike - are you kidding me?'
'No really,' giggle, 'look.'
'I swear to god I'm posting this conversation on tac.' I look at the pimple. 'It's not even ready to pop yet. Put it away.'
Huffs and zips his pants.
'You are fucking crazy.'
He giggles and walks away.
CeCe woke up with boobs the other morning. They are little but noticable. I kinda freaked out. I'm not ready! So we went and got some sports bras for her. The only other kind of training bras they had were padded and no 10 year old needs a padded bra.
Laschae, I hear ya! When Jen and I went looking for bras, I could not believe some of 'em! And she flatly REFUSED to consider the ones I was looking at... She ended up with this pink and teal-polkadot-THING. :omg And she still refuses to wear bras that aren't "pretty". I said "who do they need to be pretty for??" and then of course I get the patented eye-roll and "Moooom!!" thing *sigh*
And Mileron don't you dare tell her I said that :P
I WANT TO SEE SMILING SNAGGLE-TOOTHED BABY PICS!! That's my favorite thing, teething baby pics like adorable lil' jack-o-lanterns!! :D
I dread junior high.
Only Junior high?
hell.
Veb better start keeping ordnance at home because you both are going to need it to keep the rush of suitors away.
And re: Den's Daughter...
No, thanks, I like my soft bits where they have the opportunity to eventually be used, thanks.
Over the last week, cleaning plus the blooming of the magnolia tree outside my house - 25 feet from my bedroom window - has thrown my allergies into ludicrous speed. And. I seem to now have a cold... either that or my allergies are -just that bad-.