Lord, I went to a Ben Folds concert a couple of years ago and I felt like the oldest person there by faaaaaaar. It was on a University campus so not too surprising but still...ouch. I mean, I was only like 32 then....when did everyone else get so young (surely I'm not getting OLD).

And sorry, Etta, but your DD is cracking me up. She's too much. Reminds me a little of me at about 8 or 9 years old, I crawled onto my mother's lap, peered intently at her face, and asked why she had all these little red lines (burst blood vessels) on her face and it wasn't nice and smooth and white like models in a catalog I'd been looking at. I'm sure this will come back to bite me in the ass when The Wee is old enough to be such a smart ass!!!

french presses kick so much ass. love french presses.

sex offenders are on every street.

my kid has taken to telling me how OLD i look. "i can't believe it, you're like.... it's like you're OLD, like an old lady with purple hair... you know that grey parts around your eyes? you know how they get all saggy? well, not they are not just saggy, but all full of wrinkles too, and when you put makeup on it, it looks WORSE!" and today she told me how she learned one of her teachers is pregnant. "i didn't know, she doesn't look pregnant, she looks like she got REALLY fat, like all of a sudden. like you. you know how you're fat all over, you don't have the big pregnant belly, you're just fat? that's what she is like.... but she wasn't always fat."

good luck on the paper.