Today is the last possible day to escape my fate: Being the only Libra in a house full of Scorpios. I don't think I am going to escape.
Oh boy those teen years are gonna be fun. I think I will lock all three of them in a small room and go contemplate something beautiful while they work out their moody selves. If I come back and there's been no blood shed, everyone's a winner, right?
Trixie has a cold and passed out for a generally unprecedented morning nap. As did I, but I can only nap for about half an hour before my hips start waking me up with the pain. This is why I've been staying up late, until I am exhausted, just so I can get to sleep through the hips. Of course it wakes me up in the early morning, but by then I've at least had a few hours of sleep.
Come on Libra baby! Of course, seeing as how I'm not dialated AT ALL, it would have to be the mother of all speedy labors to occur before midnight tonight anyway -- the sort of give-birth-in-the-cab scenario that makes for delightful filler on slow news days and excruciating embarrassment and possible lawsuits on the part of the cabbie.
Posted by designatedgirl at October 22, 2005 10:59 AM