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Might as well be an orphan with the way my job treats me
You know, if you want to keep the house perfectly neat and spend your time constantly trailing after us all to make it so, fine. But don't tell me you are doing it for me. I don't care. At this point it is a losing battle. I have accepted it. You are doing it for you. Admit it.
Turns out I'm not off until Saturday, so that'll be nine days in a row. On the one hand, oy. On the other hand, CHA-CHING!!!
My Amazon order will be paid for in no time.
Sooo... yeah, chocolate isn't exactly in the feed-an-almost-6-month-old parent guide, but my dad's friend just had the grand opening for their creamery and sent this for little E, so we gave him a little lick. Hee!



(Before I get a lecture, we took it away right after this pic and he was supervised the whole time... no choking risk and he got more on his face than he ate.)
Who could possibly lecture after seeing that adorable face?
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

Who could possibly lecture after seeing that adorable face?
Originally Posted by Fifi.G
Agreed! I could pinch those cheeks!!

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Well, thanks. I had to share the pic because it's freakin adorable, but I just wanted to make sure no one thought I was being careless about it.
Another for the Seaport Hall of Fame. I went to get some sour cream. We buy it in 16.3 kg buckets. Here is the bucket that was in the walk-in:

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I am getting soooooo freaking excited for Christmas. I honestly want to slap myself it's so obnoxious. But UGH, I can't help it.

We pretended to be Santa for our neighbors today and it was so thrilling! They did Christmas with their son and daughter in law today and before they left to go have lunch my neighbor put out cookies and milk for Santa, which she said they were going to think she had lost her marbles. Well, while they were out we went over and ate one of the cookies, took a bite from the other (because Hello? Santa can't eat EVERY cookie at EVERY house) and drank the milk. Then we turned all the Christmas lights on inside, got their electric fireplace turned on and just as I was about to turn the Christmas music on it happened. THEY PULLED UP AND WE WERE STILL INSIDE. Mr. Spring and I looked at each and I froze while he (who apparently is much better in a panic situation than me) ran to the front door and grabbed our shoes, umbrella and keys and hauled ass back to me and we tried to quietly sneak out the side door. We waited there, hiding behind the fence, until we didn't hear them talking outside any longer and thankfully the coast was clear and we snuck back home. WHEW! Santa almost got caught!! It was soooo much fun. And just so nobody thinks we're some weird stalker neighbors breaking into houses, our neighbor asked us to do all this and we have a key to their house.




Byron,GA> Charleston, SC> Jacksonville, FL> Guilford, CT> Rohnert Park, CA! A southern drawl in sunny Cali! .
The amount of time from slipping on the peel and landing on the pavement is exactly one bananosecond.
I do have a secret yen for pink in unexpected places. ~ninja dog
I've decided that I'll never get down to my original weight, and I'm OK with that--After all, 8 pounds 2 oz. is just not realistic.
I'm working retail for the holidays.

I feel awkward ringing-up strange men's boxers. (Strange men meaning men I do not know, not that the men themselves are strange.)

Call me old fashioned!
It's not just you. MY CREYS!

is it just me or is there good mirrors and bad mirrors like some mirrors make me feel like the queen of sass and sex but then i walk past another mirror and it's like the elephant man had a baby with a potato
My hubby is feeling cold (he's a human furnace and never feels cold), is achy and nauseated. Please don't be the flu. Please, please please.
I AM THE NEANDERTHAL SLAYER!!!
My hubby is feeling cold (he's a human furnace and never feels cold), is achy and nauseated. Please don't be the flu. Please, please please.
Originally Posted by MojoDojo
Something similar happened to Mr. Spring a few nights ago! He could NOT get warm and was shivering even though he was wrapped up in blankets and a hoodie. He started feeling achy and nauseated and had a temperature and he never gets sick. He kept me up all night mumbling incoherently and just felt absolutely awful and I was certain we'd be dealing with the flu and he wouldn't be going to work the next day. Then the weirdest thing happened, he woke up and felt better, just like that. He still had a little bit of a cough and slightly achy, but was totally fine to go to work and by days end was just fine.

I hope your husband turns out to have the same thing!




Byron,GA> Charleston, SC> Jacksonville, FL> Guilford, CT> Rohnert Park, CA! A southern drawl in sunny Cali! .
The amount of time from slipping on the peel and landing on the pavement is exactly one bananosecond.
I do have a secret yen for pink in unexpected places. ~ninja dog
I've decided that I'll never get down to my original weight, and I'm OK with that--After all, 8 pounds 2 oz. is just not realistic.
The years nearly over and what have I done in 2012. I went to work, slept and went back to work. Fail.
Fat does not make you fat. It's actually pretty important.
Slept through most of yesterday, feel achy and have a slight cough.

Please don't turn into a full blown illness in time for Xmas.

But I have a sneaky suspicion it's going to
CL, I was gonna say I did the same except without the work part, but there is ample evidence on here that I didn't exactly do the sleep thing, either. My 2012 passed in a haze of poor mental health. My family and family friends think I'm just unemployed (only a few close friends even know I've been having problems...I've lost touch with the rest and can't bring myself to change that right now) and I feel like a fraud when they say anything about it, and I feel like I'm letting down everyone from a liberal arts major because my major? Yeah, it hasn't hurt my job prospects. It would most certainly help them, especially with my performance in it. The fact that I'm incredibly ****ed up is what has hurt me. Part of me wishes I didn't have parents who will take me in and I was just in a shelter or on the street somewhere so nobody would get to give a ****, but holy **** is that part of me unhealthy. My mom keeps telling people "she's writing right now," as if "she's writing" translates to something like "she's finding herself and not making any money" - but if I were actually writing, I would finally feel like myself AND I would be making money again, and it really pains me to hear her say that, but it's not like I can correct her. My depression is not something I'm allowed to share in these circles and I wouldn't want to anyway, because honestly, I still don't understand how it could possibly have done all this. I can't wrap my head around losing days, weeks, months and more basically staring like there's no person inside me. I have to just be like, "Heh, yeah, economy...the world has done this, not me," and it's a dirty rotten LIE.

I now have a therapy appointment on the 27th and two more already scheduled in January. My last one was before Thanksgiving. Now was definitely not a good season to let that slip, which also makes it the most likely time for that to have happened. But you know what? I realized what was happening and I actively worked to stop the slide. I am healthy enough that, even though I admit that it took me weeks to actually make the call, I did it. True, I have taken a few steps backward in my progress - but I'm still in a better place than I was earlier this year, and now I get a whole new year, and with such low standards to beat, I'm pretty damn sure I can make it better than the last one. I mean, come on, it's my favorite number. That's already an improvement.
OMG, LOOK!!

...It's a siggie.
(((Hugs))) w_s. I know exactly what you're saying. I've been there before.
Fat does not make you fat. It's actually pretty important.
*I am the teeth chattering variety of frozen solid this morning. The AC in my office did not turn off once in 12 hours.

*WS, I am glad that you are getting therapy back on track. It's easy to slack off when it comes to anything and everything this time of year. It always seems to have a mind and agenda of it's own. I am also glad that you are writing your blog. I am reading it, and enjoying it.

*2012 was a giant ball of NO!! for me (thats all I'm saying about that) but I am still here. At least that's something Especially after coming up my washed away road. Ah!! Scary.
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

I love my favorite auntie dearly, but I wish she would leave me alone. I am not leaving my house and going to her's for breakfast. It is a nice offer BUT the main roads are horrible. They have inches of water standing on them and I slid up the mountain. I am not in a mood to slide back down so soon. After working all night, I have all I can handle with my thoughts of making from the couch to my bed.
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

I am getting soooooo freaking excited for Christmas. I honestly want to slap myself it's so obnoxious. But UGH, I can't help it.

We pretended to be Santa for our neighbors today and it was so thrilling! They did Christmas with their son and daughter in law today and before they left to go have lunch my neighbor put out cookies and milk for Santa, which she said they were going to think she had lost her marbles. Well, while they were out we went over and ate one of the cookies, took a bite from the other (because Hello? Santa can't eat EVERY cookie at EVERY house) and drank the milk. Then we turned all the Christmas lights on inside, got their electric fireplace turned on and just as I was about to turn the Christmas music on it happened. THEY PULLED UP AND WE WERE STILL INSIDE. Mr. Spring and I looked at each and I froze while he (who apparently is much better in a panic situation than me) ran to the front door and grabbed our shoes, umbrella and keys and hauled ass back to me and we tried to quietly sneak out the side door. We waited there, hiding behind the fence, until we didn't hear them talking outside any longer and thankfully the coast was clear and we snuck back home. WHEW! Santa almost got caught!! It was soooo much fun. And just so nobody thinks we're some weird stalker neighbors breaking into houses, our neighbor asked us to do all this and we have a key to their house.
Originally Posted by spring1onu
That was really cute. You guys are cool.

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