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Atlantis.

Posted by Lessa on October 13, 2008 in family |

Wassat? I’m a softy? And I can never say no to my kids when they call in tears needing a cat rescue from a roommate who wanted to toss her to the dogs? Which results in LOADS OF WACKY WEEKEND FUN as the little shit rescued from said roommate DISCONNECTED MY CABLE MODEM and I thought things were BROKED and OMG NO INTERWEBS WHAT DO I DO? besides tighten the cord again et voila, internets are back and omg Lessa is insane and the kitten is lucky I didn’t wring it’s CUTE WIDDLE FURRY NECK?

Surely you jest.

Meet Atlantis.

She would be the blue eyed kitten that I didn’t want (in the OMG SO CUTE I WANT kinda way) that went to B when she moved into her own place after staying with me for that space of time. Got a call from B in a panic Friday, because she was in anchorage and her roommate was freaking out about “having to deal with this damn cat I didn’t want anyway” and going to throw her outside to try her luck against the stray dogs and traffic.

I know. I’m a softy. She’s supposedly staying here “until I can figure out something, mom! I swear! I’m so sorry! Only a little while!”

Damn kids anyway.

And obviously, the Pup is completely smitten. That cat doesn’t have to walk anywhere when the Pup’s around, treating her like a princess, carrying her to the bathroom for potty time, making sure she’s fed and safe from Deogi who thinks OMG NEW TOY THANKS MOM!

And how was YOUR weekend…If it were bad, here. Play this. Speakers up and on. You’ll feel better. Honest!

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Boys and soap.

Posted by Lessa on October 9, 2008 in Sons |

I like to wander through my referral stats obsessively occasionally, just to see what brought folks here to read about my kids and the care and raising of teenagers in general. Sometimes it’s typical boring stuff, other times it’s random words put together to get a porn reference, and sometimes.. sometimes it makes me laugh […]

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Sigh.

Posted by Lessa on October 7, 2008 in I AM NOT READY! |

I woke up to this. And happy cheers from the youngest. She’s a weird, weird child. If you need me. I’ll be over here hibernating. With my beloved sandals. And cold toes. Sigh.

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Teenage Daughter Owner's Manual.

Posted by Lessa on October 5, 2008 in Daughters |

[Thanks to Nana for finding this Sunday Funny for me – via this link.] Instructions for all those with teenage daughters or daughters who think they are teenagers or who will eventually be teenagers. Congratulations! You are now the proud new owner of a teenaged daughter. Please read this manual carefully, as it describes the […]

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What you do, matters!

Posted by Lessa on October 5, 2008 in Communication, Dating, Sexuality |

We hear it all the time from teenagers around the world. “Do we HAVE too?” It usually has to do something with trying to get out of spending time with the family, getting along with the siblings, sitting down at the dinner table to eat as a cohesive family unit. Sometimes we feel bad if […]

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