Contortionist

Due a combination of bad time planning on my part and extreme car-seat-hatingness on my son's part, I ended up nursing him by leaning over the rear-facing infant seat in the back seat while he was strapped in. (No, not while I was driving, we stopped in a random real estate agent's parking lot.) The rest of the car ride home and twenty minutes in, he's still napping in the car seat.

I may be floppy these days, but at least I am still limber!

Getting to know you...

From all over my friends page, passing it on before it gets too stale...

"I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes spinach."

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal."