Um... that is to say, congratulations!

*we are talking about breakfast on the way through the front door of Colubrid*

TBC: I'll be okay. I have string cheese in my backpack. When you're a parent you find yourself eating weird things for breakfast.

Other coworker who hasn't been mentioned before: I understand completely. I have three of them, and soon to be four now.

flexagon: Soon to be four?

Ocwhbmb: Yep.

flexagon: Jesus. Have fun with that.


Sigh... I used to keep such a tight watch on my mouth around here. Unfortunately, four just sounds so insane to me (in terms of lifestyle alone) that what I said didn't even trip my rudeness sensors until a few minutes later. I won't even go into the environmentalism of the thing. Who tells these people it's all right to triple the adult population of their family in the space of ~20 years!? They must be getting this idea from somewhere (edit: no pun originally intended on begetting). But never mind... we have infinite natural resources, and people in first world countries don't do much environmental damage anyway. Besides, lifespans are shortening in America, right? -- right! So I'm sure some old person just dropped dead to make space for your fourth little miracle. So, no worries. You aren't hurting anyone. Thanks for being responsible.

*headdesk*

Foot, this is head; head, this is foot!

Whew. The intermediate yoga class was great tonight; ( I love arm balances, though the poor sardines weren't quite ready for them. )

Anyway, we didn't do any backbends at all, and since my spine has been improving lately I decided to come home and try a few. And after a few minutes, with the help of a strap, two couches and great muscular force... I touched my right toes to the top of my forehead! I actually knew I was pretty close when I posted this to bendypeople a while ago... if you imagine that picture, but with the leg just bending more at the knee, the foot would have almost come to the head right there. A pleasant surprise. So I decided to go for it, and it touched.

I'm going to be sore tomorrow -- and you know what? I don't care. :D

It feels SO GOOD to be in a good mood again, finally, and not be sick anymore, and to have achieved something athletic.