<p>Enjoying the wonders of a wireless connection, the Astrofamily has been known to carry on complete IM conversations with each other…all within the same house. It’s very, very sad. :)</p>
<p>Mootmom - Belated, belated BIRTHDAY GREETINGS! :)</p>
<p>Just popped in the Alley to celebrate my first full nights sleep since March 21…have weaned self off the Vicodan & Valium…only to find the Regulars discussing “Vicodan” and Oxycontin!!! Sheesh… 
:eek:</p>
<p>My childhood territory was in the Old Town part of the City, we lived in a ramshackle falling down Victorian House…father had attached a rope to the stairwell ceiling so we could use the rope or the stairs (for fun)…after deciding to paint the kitchen my parents had a party and spray painted graffiti on the kitchen walls…never did get around to painting the walls…one winter the furnace broke down and they didn’t have the “ready” to get it fixed and instead installed a highly suspect, dangerous, illegal propane furnace …it had a little window made of mica and I used to sit warming my toes and reading books there for hours…from my bedroom I could see a 20 story apartment building across the green, at night the windows would glow with golden light and the “rich” people would flutter by, elegant sillouettes leading what I imagined were the best of lives - living up in the sky…not for them ropes, graffiti and propane furnaces! But, a short walk and I could be on a wind swept pebble beach, or in a Park with swans, ducks and Blue Herons…there were endless shelves of books in the library it was a great place to grow up. Now the delapidated old Victorian houses have all been renovated and are selling for millions and the old high rise apartment is filled with poor people …</p>
<p>BHappy, nice post!</p>
<p>LOL, mommusic. 
No guns here, either. Just a lot of stomping off, gnashing of teeth, and stone cold rejection. </p>
<p>I’m still trying to erase the little movie that is now running in my head of SBmom’s deflating bosoms…suuuuuuhhhh–ck! :p</p>
<p>TGIF! Here’s to silicon and Vicodin…Best friends to mothers everywhere! :)</p>
<p>Saturday’s dinner date turned into her teaching me to play pool last night, so no money required. She wants to go out again. It went pretty well… we’ll see what happens. Thanks, all.</p>
<p>slugg, exactly. I think you must have a copy of that National Geographic documentary of me. </p>
<p>I recently caught an old home video: me in a bathing suit, when eldest son was about 7 months old and in peak breastfeeding consumption mode (thus my peak boob size). I gasped-- was a Viking maiden! But sadly, I didn’t realize it, I was so sleep deprived at the time!</p>
<p>So let me get this straight. The other moms of Sinners’ Alley are claiming dismay at the amount of time the DHs are spending in cyberspace?!? Around here, it would be DH pointing the water pistol at <em>me</em>. :rolleyes:</p>
<p>Methinks m&sdad and I are the only ones not in denial. Well same goes for astromom who cops to having the entire family opting for the disconnected way of connecting.</p>
<p>Go corranged! That’s Sinner’s Alley for you, helpful all around:).</p>
<p>BHappyMom - I now think of you as Sarah from The Little Princess. Lovely post.</p>
<p>Slugg - let’s all drink to deflating bosoms everywhere!</p>
<p>When I was first nursing my first kid, I did leave the house once. It was a rare occurence, leaving the house… I was standing in line at the local very high-priced supermarket and wearing a purple t-shirt. I felt like I was wearing footballs. I caught a guy staring at me. I was so sleep-deprived and hormonally altered I almost said to him, “Don’t get excited. This is not what you think…”</p>
<p>AstroMom, D3 and I are guilty of texting each other when every one has gone to bed and final adjustments to the plans need to be made for morning. It is not laziness as mu husband thinks, but a complete disinterest in leaving the bubble of warmth created in bed.</p>
<p>Ds also text me updates and info when they are out on the town, so if I go to bed before D gets home (never would have happened with #1, but this is #3 and I need sleep) I can pick up my phone and check status at any time without sleep/no pizza being interrupted by phone calls. Works great, as I always know what is going on, but read the reports at my convenience.</p>
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<p>Now there’s another one that takes on multiple meanings…</p>
<p>Mootie,</p>
<p>happy birthday to you. Bhappy, hope that you are feeling better.</p>
<p>After reading the comments about the frying pans and spatulas I am a little disappointed that all of this silicone hasn’t kept up from deflating and dropping.</p>
<p>I would love to get a look at evilneighbors bright new door (do tell more). But, making my hair stand on end will do nothing for my other drooping parts.</p>
<p>Re: drooping body parts - has anyone found flesh toned duct tape? :D</p>
<p>BHappyMom, at your service: <a href=“http://www.identi-tape.com/duct.html[/url]”>http://www.identi-tape.com/duct.html</a></p>
<p>The one benefit to not being well-endowed when young is no drooping when old!</p>
<p>Yuck. Am I in the right place? Jym just told me she looks like Raquel Welch at 29. First it’s breaking wind, now it’s sagging parts? What the heck? I’m only 49 and things still work fine.</p>
<p>Not sagging, just much smaller.</p>
<p>TMI.</p>
<p>But I don’t want any saggy images in cyberspace.</p>
<p>Ah yes, I remember reading that the French believe that one didn’t need a bra (or duct tape ) if a pencil could not be held under the bossom…</p>
<p>Love the duct tape colors…perhaps i could make interesting cone shapes with skin tone and some metalic and purple…heck I better not, might take out an eye if I’m not careful… ;)</p>
<p>Hmmm. Could this be a reason why men need more than one wife? Was Abraham correct?</p>
<p>“(or duct tape )”</p>
<p>WHAT???
NO WAY!!!</p>
<p>P2N you could be on to something. There are times I would be happy to time share my H!</p>
<p>Alumother–LOL! and I can relate. I went to my 20th HS reunion 4 months after giving birth to child #4, so I was still nursing him. I remember the look on one guy’s face as he kept staring at my chest at the evening (formal) party. In HS I was notably flat (still am, when not PG or nursing*) and he was surely wondering why he had never noticed ME before! :D</p>