<p>Forget pleats or shoulder pads or whatever–remind me. Why did we wear clothes when we had those bodies? I mean, I’m glad I let my lust rip as much as I did <em>ahem</em> but I still think I could have taken my kit off a lot more than I did!</p>
<p>In “I Feel Bad About My Neck” Nora Ephron’s wise advice to any young women reading her book is: go out immediately and put on a bikini and do not take it off until you are 34.</p>
<p>Great book! Nora Ephron is hilarious! I read her book on an airplane and was laughing so hard that I ended up reading parts aloud to the woman next to me! We were practically making a scene! I especially liked the chapter called “I hate my purse” this excerpt pretty well describes my daughters purse…
“This is for women whose purses are a morass of loose TicTacs, solitary Advils, lipsticks w/o tops, Chapsticks of unknown vintage, little bits of tobacco even though there has been no smoking going on for at least ten years, tampons that have come loose from their wrappings, boarding passes from long-forgotten airplane trips, hotel keys from God-knows-where, leaky ballpoint pens, Kleenxes that either have or have not been used but there’s no way to be sure one way or another, scratched eyeglasses, an old tea bag, several crumpled personal checks that have come loose from the checkbook and are covered w/smudgemarks, an unprotected toothbrush that looks as if it’s been used to polish silver.”
She goes on to describe her how she could never really get they whole idea of changing a purse for the season, let alone go to w/an outfit! I can really identify w/this, so I thought that it was a real hoot!</p>
<p>Hey, I still let my lust rip, Cheers, except now I get off the bed, wave my arms, blame the dog, and leave the room. :p</p>
<p>post-op update–can you guess the color that my “black” eye will be next??? Yesterday, it was a nice streaky-magenta…today it’s swollen big time and is a nice eggplant color. We went to lunch today, and people were giving H the “eye”—wondering if he was responsible for this. How long can I wear sunglasses and a big floppy hat? Maybe I need those Anne Klein big glasses that you have stuffed in the back of your closet???</p>
<p>OK I am going to shout right now, get ready:</p>
<p>TFSFH CALLED HIS MOTHER TODAY, AND IT WAS HIS OWN IDEA!!</p>
<p>I am totally giddy with happy mom feelings just about now.</p>
<p>astro: I’ve got dibs on yellow-green!</p>
<p>Mootie…ew. yuk. yellow/green? I was kind of hoping for indigo…</p>
<p>CONGRATS on the phone call today!!! We knew he’d call eventually!!! I’m sure you were never far from the front of his mind, even though his brain didn’t function quite enough to call you before now…</p>
<p>Yeah, I’m going with yellow/green also. Think pesto mixed with mustard.</p>
<p>Mootmom, congrats on the phone call!</p>
<p>Marmot dance, marmot dance. Marmot dance for Mootie…</p>
<p>Champagne all around.
And perhaps confetti…
So now, do tell, is he having a good time?</p>
<p>mootie, Swear to god, my D did not call for three weeks freshman year, at which point I broke down and called her. This year (junior year) : I just got call #4.</p>
<p>TFSFH is out of the doghouse!</p>
<p>mootie - you are already ahead of SBmom in the freshman-calls-mom sweepstakes. A contest I will never even bother to enter ;).</p>
<p>astromom- I’m going with MardiGras colors: melange of purple-yellow-green. Take photos so you will be able to carefully replicate next MardiGras. I have some nice lilac and purple eyeshadow I can send you. I think it’s in the drawer right next to my salad plate glasses and shoulder pads.</p>
<p>Mootie, okay, so I was 8 days off… what’s that in a new college student’s life. A blip. Close enough… congrats though. He’s alive. He’s happy. And he thought of you today. What more can a mother of a son ask for these days?</p>
<p>John (FWDJ) called voluntarily yesterday.</p>
<p>Wait for it…</p>
<p>He wanted to check on the shipping status of the monitor we are sending him.</p>
<p>Had a warm & fuzzy chat with our slugggirl this morning! Sluggdad in Berkeley, sluggmom in Walnut Creek, and slugggirl in Copenhagen. All of our avatars met on our virtual island in Second Life and had a live conversation using the new voice feature. 
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<p>Well now…SL is good for something, afterall. ;)</p>
<p>She dropped a couple of surprises on us. One, she’ll be back next March (three months early) to finish up a last quarter of grad requirements at UCSC. And, two…she misses us (!!!) and don’t turn her room into a guest room quite yet. What?! No, wrong answer! After she graduates, she plans to go back to Copenhagen to be with the Danish b/f. Okilly-dokillee…</p>
<p>Mama needs a drink. :p</p>
<p>pulling my people up from the depths of page 2…</p>
<p>Good to hear those phone calls are finally starting to come in. </p>
<p>Hey gang, </p>
<p>Astrophysicsmom, needs us to conjur up a little something medicinal (meaning once she drinks it, she won’t feel any pain) that will match the spectrum of colors that her eye is going though right now. You know that we’ve got some 80’s throwback shades somewhere in the back of the bar.</p>
<p>Just thought I’d add my story. When DS was a freshman, he didn’t call for a couple of weeks. (We told him we expect a weekly call.) I left several messages on his cell phone and room phone, to no avail. Finally, DH left a more dramatic message – if we don’t hear from you in one hour, we are contacting the campus police. (He was really just kidding!) Amazingly, DS managed to find a few minutes to call home – just an idea for all moms of freshman! :)</p>
<p>^ “Hello, Worcester police…can you locate my 6’5” son please…he seems to be missing…you probably don’t have to turn the library inside out…"</p>
<p>Send a letter and in the letter say…… I have enclosed a check for $25.00 for you to spend anyway you like…don’t put a the check letter…your get a call the day the letter arrives</p>
<p>TGIF, everybody! This thread is slowly sliding toward the bottom of the page, so…YOINK! Back to the top. :)</p>