Thank god! I was about to start singing about eating worms, yo!
They got their names from Toy Story 2.
When I'd change pete's diaper, I'd tell him he really was a stinky pete, just as Woody said to Stinky Pete in the movie. Well, pinky couldn't be a pete so she became stinky pinky. Then we lost the stinky and here they are.
When I was in the hospital holding pudding, I declared that he felt like a ziplock bag of butterscotch pudding and it stuck.
I always suggest sewing. You thinking clothing or home decor and if clothing, adult or child? I'll give you a book recommendation.
As for cars, I still love the white chocolate colored caddy those twins busted up in the second Matrix. I'm not much of a car person so my pick probably sucks. I really want an Acadia though. But I suppose that's not a dream car.
I love NYC so damned hard. I could pick a thousand places to visit but I can't imagine I could live, sleep, eat, and breath it the way I do for the city.
Do I have to pick one for vacation? At this point I'd take any place but I'm gonna go for Avignon, France just because it looks the prettiest.
Without walking and counting, can you guess how many steps is it from your side of the bed to the toilet? Once you've made a guess, go and find out for sure and let me know how close you were.
Pinky's Easter dress from three years ago. It took me the entire weekend, including the silk ribbon embroidery I did on the front panel. And dammit, tinypic doesn't want to turn them for me. Here's a pic of one until I can get photobucket to hurry it up.
Hands down, I would miss the damned internet. Paying bills online, buying fabric and patterns online, browsing fabric and patterns online, OMG!!
How did you handle the church daycare that said you weren't your child's mother? I'm imagining you shanking the bitch. Please tell me it's so!!
Honestly, I couldn't believe that shit and I still had to pick up pete from a different room. So I snatched her up and booked it to the other classroom where I couldn't find petey. Those assholes had let him just fucking wander. Because apparently, who gives a shit if the little brown boy wanders the fucking parking lot but we best protect the little white baby.
I wrote a scathing email to the church and never went back.
Hardy all the muthafucking way. Two months ago, I would have been on the fence about this but Fassy doesn't make me tingle whenever I see him. Hardy does. Hardy looks good in everything. Maybe not stills but in motion, fuck yes.
What happened in the marynjoe thread? It was DD'd when I was loading page 3
She confirmed that it was not STD or cheating related but not much else. We debated important issues like feeding the birds, how much a bag of bird feed should cost, who is an asshole, and who is the better person round here.
How did you handle the church daycare that said you weren't your child's mother? I'm imagining you shanking the bitch. Please tell me it's so!!
Honestly, I couldn't believe that shit and I still had to pick up pete from a different room. So I snatched her up and booked it to the other classroom where I couldn't find petey. Those assholes had let him just fucking wander. Because apparently, who gives a shit if the little brown boy wanders the fucking parking lot but we best protect the little white baby.
I wrote a scathing email to the church and never went back.
Okay, here are more pictures because I am a grade A attention whore. Also, big sob that she's too tall for this now. It's amazing it made it 3 years though.
It's a Vogue pattern made from a floral cotton. I even made her matching little socks. Well, I bought the socks, sewed the ribbon to it, and did a little silk embroidery on the ankles. I'm particularly proud of the silk ribbon embroidery and the piping.
And just because I'm slightly tipsy and feeling bold:
Who was the last person you had a sex-dream about who was not your DH?
It's a toss up between a navy blue silk dress made from a vintage pattern. Alas, I don't have pictures but it's very Joan Holloway. Maybe I'll wear it sunday and take pics.
And this skirt right here. It's pinky wool crepe with white lace godets. And it no longer fits my fat ass. I'm trying to take out all the lace and make a slightly larger copy because I love it so.
I don't think I know the daycare story? Why did they not think she was your kid?
It was a church nursery. The people who were in there when I dropped her off were not the people who were in there when I came to pick her up and I guess they couldn't fathom what business a black woman had with a white as hell baby.