I was woken up at 7am by Mike in New York angry he couldn't play Xbox for work, so I had to get up and make an Xbox live account so my kids can sleep on the couch while feeling like shit ( Read more... )

I really, really miss writing. With the boys reaching their first birthday any day now I stop sometimes to marvel that I managed to keep all three of us alive for a year. While working. While breastfeeding! While STILL breastfeeding ( Read more... )

So my Mother found out the name of her illness and in true Mom fashion decided to feel guilty about having a genetic problem. You know, something she didn't catch or contract that she was born with. My response ( Read more... )

Boob Lift - The unconscious lifting of one's breasts to check which is fuller. May be done at any time regardless of where you are or whom you're talking to, grocery sackers and priests notwithstanding ( Read more... )

If I have a package for you that needs to be mailed and I haven't? I'm an asshole. If you've replied to me and I haven't you? I'm an asshole. If I haven't updated recently enough? I'm an asshole.

But for some idea as to why one of my coworkers left and got a better job. Dick. I'm so happy for him my face could ass-plode. Seriously. However now my ( Read more... )

So then this guy who comes in all the time who I love gave us free wine because we give him free coffee ( Read more... )

I suffered from low self-esteem as a child. To the point that I got sent to some weird class in elementary school that didn't help and if anything made me feel more isolated and ostracized. In true Emily fashion I basically told them to fuck themselves in my 9 year old fashion and never went back ( Read more... )

I always forget what an amazing cook I am when I stop thinking about it and just fucking cook. I made two soups tonight because I love soup, and when I say love I mean would propose and marry in a heartbeat. Life long commitment to soup, that's me ( Read more... )

Sooo second illness in two months and the first round I was all oh nose my supply tanking! Meds! Nooooo!

Er. I can't seem to stop dripping on myself when shirtless. All I can figure is since supply is supply and demand that these guys suddenly became way better nursers. Also we've quit using bottles when I'm home unless necessary (last night while ( Read more... )

So, one of the universal perks of working at a coffee shop is coffee shop music. I feel like people constantly bitch about the music at work, but I enjoy tuning it out until something like Tom Waits's Hold On comes on and I can dance around the lobby sweeping and singing loudly ( Read more... )