I guess the babies are still alive. M was throwing up again this morning as I was leaving (late again) for work. I told her while she was throwing up - that I needed a vacation. She wasn't amused. I called her when I got to the subway and told her I was an ass and I loved her. Luckily she usually doesn't hold a grudge.
Tomorrow morning we are going uptown to see the peri. I hope we get the nice u/s tech. M did not suggest that I can skip the appointment and check out Springsteen at the Today Show. The guy is still hot approaching 60. Maybe I will get up early, get coffee and walk over...I am sure everyone over 38.7 will be there.
Who gives a shit if I miss Bruce- I just hope the kids are okay in there.
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Came across your blog....I love Bruce too. Congrats on the babies. I have two sets of twins. They are alot of work.
Angel
I'm glad your babies are ok. I don't use this blog often but I do blog on live journal.
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