Roar!

Happy Halloween! You didn't know lions had pink feet, did you?

Congratulations

Welcome To The World Cobain Joseph! He arrived this morning by c-section and weighs 7 pounds, 4 ounces and is 19 inches long. His mom is Dana, and she is doing well too. I can't see him yet because of this stupid cold, but I will be going to peek at him from the doorway later.

Dana was with me for the birth of my child. I love her very much and couldn't be happier for her and Cobain's dad, Joe.

A Flip-Flop

Oh, and I'm not sorry anymore that I wished Ann Coulter was hit by pies. I don't normally pay attention to what that freak show has to say, but I finally read the following quote:

My pretty-girl allies stick out like a sore thumb amongst the corn-fed, no make-up, natural fiber, no-bra needing, sandal-wearing, hirsute, somewhat fragrant hippie chick pie wagons they call "women" at the Democratic National Convention.

A hint for Ann: If you have to keep telling people how pretty you are, maybe you aren't as pretty as you think.

Hoarse

Just when I was all ready to have a nice fat posting session, I come down with a terrible sore throat. If I can't speak in real life, I probably shouldn't be hanging out all night on the internet. I want to be better tomorrow, so I can go and see The Treats, a cool band, whose bassist was a frat brother of my husband (yes! he was in a frat! as a 30+ year-old student! but they were cool kids, see?). He's a hoot, his wife is even cooler, and the band is pretty good.

I Can Feel The Love

Thank you all for your kind words about my cat. She is doing very well right now, which means there is one treatment she can get, which could slow the tumor growth. We'll start it on Monday.

I'll post more tomorrow, I hope. I have been extra-special tired these last couple of weeks, for no discernible reason, as Peanut has been sleeping very well.