I just realized this morning that Tapatalk put that little blue box on the left to tell you if there are new posts in a thread. For weeks, I thought they stopped telling me where unread threads were.
Drive by for this embarrassing story. Last night we went to a baseball game and before the game I met DH at a bar near his office to have a beer before walking over. Well we realized there was a rain delay, so we did what any normal couple would and went to go have sex in his office. But he doesn't have a walled/doored offie actually, so we used a conference room (duh). The place was empty, but right after we finished we heard noise in the hallway and I realized cleaning people were coming- like right then. I threw on my stuff and yelled (because apparently I'm super suave about normal voices when trying to lie) "SO WHAT DID YOU THINK OF THAT WEBINAR?!" at DH. I swear he almost busted his kidneys trying to stop laughing. When he got it together he managed to squeak out "I thought it was pretty good Linda (not my name)." Right then the cleaning lady walked in and we were fully clothed and completely appearing like we just attended a webinar (right?) End scene/
Drive by for this embarrassing story. Last night we went to a baseball game and before the game I met DH at a bar near his office to have a beer before walking over. Well we realized there was a rain delay, so we did what any normal couple would and went to go have sex in his office. But he doesn't have a walled/doored offie actually, so we used a conference room (duh). The place was empty, but right after we finished we heard noise in the hallway and I realized cleaning people were coming- like right then. I threw on my stuff and yelled (because apparently I'm super suave about normal voices when trying to lie) "SO WHAT DID YOU THINK OF THAT WEBINAR?!" at DH. I swear he almost busted his kidneys trying to stop laughing. When he got it together he managed to squeak out "I thought it was pretty good Linda (not my name)." Right then the cleaning lady walked in and we were fully clothed and completely appearing like we just attended a webinar (right?) End scene/
TTC #1 9/2011 BFP 10/2012 DS 6/29/13 TTC #2 3/2014 TTA 2 months. Resumes in Nov 2014 Cyst removal Jan 2015 RE appointment July 15, 2015. Polyp removal Jan 2016 -poly & endometrial lining removed TTC resumes in April
Wish my confessions were as juicy as anustart1. Also, if I were the cleaning lady, I'd have just stopped and given you a round of applause.
My confession: I have a favorite child. I love them both, but I totally have a favorite. And I can't stop it. I'm trying. I'm worried it's showing. I'm a terrible parent.
This may change once she turns 4 I did too, but now that Arlo isn't such a PITA and G is more of a PITA it seems to have switched. Then I realized I don't really have a favorite, it's just one will always be less annoying and more adorable than the other at any given time, or for some long stretches.
I love my niece. I really really do. But when she's over the majority of the time I can't wait for her to leave. She is definitely a three-nager. She has an attitude, she doesn't listen, and when I'm telling G to stop doing something she'll start doing what I'm telling him not to do. And of course since my brother doesn't have her full time he doesn't quite know how to discipline so I'm always the one that has to be the bad guy and discipline her. She's an awesome kid but when she's acting out it's terrible. I feel so bad for wanting her to just leave already sometimes but man...she makes me not want to have another kid for a loooong time.
Thursday is truly a great night to drink because being a little hungover at work on a Friday is way easier than being a little hungover with a toddler on a Saturday.
Thursday is truly a great night to drink because being a little hungover at work on a Friday is way easier than being a little hungover with a toddler on a Saturday.
Amen. BUT I am screwed today at work- it's month end for me (accounting) and it's "Free Fun Friday" which means instead of our usual 150 visitors daily we get 800-1,000 so it's a mad house- and mostly 1-5 year old kids meaning even though I'm trying to do accounting I can hear a toddler meltdown through the wall every 5 minutes or so.
Thursday is truly a great night to drink because being a little hungover at work on a Friday is way easier than being a little hungover with a toddler on a Saturday.
Amen. BUT I am screwed today at work- it's month end for me (accounting) and it's "Free Fun Friday" which means instead of our usual 150 visitors daily we get 800-1,000 so it's a mad house- and mostly 1-5 year old kids meaning even though I'm trying to do accounting I can hear a toddler meltdown through the wall every 5 minutes or so.
That sounds dreadful. During the summer most of my clients are closed on Fridays so I can just catch up today, and internet.
There have been a few times lately I didn't recycle because I don't have the energy to rinse something out. Hopefully confessing will make me rinse this hummus container.
Peanut butter jars don't get recycled at our house.
I may have said, "well, shit." When M started for real crawling at the library the other day. The pnp is unpacked again, and she's definitely bothering B more I am excited, really, but the logistics right now are a little challenging.
Post by numbersgirl08 on Jul 31, 2015 12:24:36 GMT -5
Pretty tame but MH and I had a slight disagreement on what month we should start TTC. I was ready to start now, immediately after we moved, and he wanted to start a month later. No big deal right, just a month, so I said we could wait because I can understand his side, given how crazy things have been.
When we went to Jamaica he was in charge of bringing condoms and forgot them. I told him it was up to him to buy condoms if he wanted them since I was fine without.
Well he kept not buying any and I kept strongly encouraging sex every night It was only CD 9-12 and I'm typically a late ovulator (like around CD16) but I'm secretly cheering on the sperm to hang in there until I ovulate He knows the possible consequences and it was his fault so he can't complain.
This is based off of the spam thread. I try to avoid sex in the shower ever since we own our own house. I dont want the sperm clogging the drain. That stuff is terrible for the plumbing!
My mom is an oversharer. She told me when I was in high school that I was conceived in a story like anustart's. Except it was during the company Christmas party and they got caught by my dad's boss.
OMG my FIL told the story of the night of how DH was conceived at Lo's birthday party 2 weeks ago. Like to a group of people, but mostly directing the information to me. So I had to take it all in and nod and say "really?" "hmmm" and "uh-huh" while hearing about my ILs have sex in front of our friends and a bunch of children. Fun!
ETA: he's 81 and has completely lost his filter after his major heart attack last year. I'm trying to roll with it!
My mom is an oversharer. She told me when I was in high school that I was conceived in a story like anustart's. Except it was during the company Christmas party and they got caught by my dad's boss.
OMG my FIL told the story of the night of how DH was conceived at Lo's birthday party 2 weeks ago. Like to a group of people, but mostly directing the information to me. So I had to take it all in and nod and say "really?" "hmmm" and "uh-huh" while hearing about my ILs have sex in front of our friends and a bunch of children. Fun!
ETA: he's 81 and has completely lost his filter after his major heart attack last year. I'm trying to roll with it!
That is the BEST (thing to happen to someone else).
OMG my FIL told the story of the night of how DH was conceived at Lo's birthday party 2 weeks ago. Like to a group of people, but mostly directing the information to me. So I had to take it all in and nod and say "really?" "hmmm" and "uh-huh" while hearing about my ILs have sex in front of our friends and a bunch of children. Fun!
ETA: he's 81 and has completely lost his filter after his major heart attack last year. I'm trying to roll with it!
That is the BEST (thing to happen to someone else).
It was a really funny story I think. It involved seeing Dom Delouise in Miami while they were out at a club. I started blocking it out after that and focusing on my margarita (THANK GOD THERE WERE MARGARITAS!). At one point DH tried to ask me a question from across the yard and I shouted out, "One minute, I'm over here listening to a story about your parents having sex over here!" At least everyone had a good laugh then.
I've spent the day trying to get M back into a nap routine and having her end up asleep on me. We're going oot tomorrow through Monday. WTF was I thinking? Why did I just waste my entire day?! #sleepdeprivation+surgerystress.
My mom is an oversharer. She told me when I was in high school that I was conceived in a story like anustart's. Except it was during the company Christmas party and they got caught by my dad's boss.
My parents over shared my conception story too. It was in my aunts mobile home on robin street. My middle name is robin -_-
Dh's BFF told us if there first had been a girl her middle name would have been Primrose, that was the street DH lived at the time.
Today we were out for a walk with DD in the stroller. She was throwing an epic tantrum, so we were high tailing it fast, me in front and DH pushing stroller behind. I turned around at one point and realized one of DD's A+A blankets had fallen out during the tantrum and almost lost it on DH for not paying attention. Seriously almost nut punched him over a blanket.
We retraced our steps 1/2 hour later and found it waaayyyy behind, several blocks away from our destination.
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