No such easy way out!

Seriously, Anbesol and cold teething rings ... and my sympathy. :comfort:

She wants nothing to do with the teething rings, cold or otherwise. She wants only to nurse, so I fear it's going to be a loooong couple of days for me...

Teething pains can be cured by taking the infant on a long distance airplane flight.

At least, a lot of parents seem to think that. :right:

Orajel all the way. It's still good even when it's their six-year molars coming in.

may I suggest that you apply the orajel directly and liberally to your nipples

Give Beans some rusks to chew on. Not only might they help with the pain, but also something new is sometimes just the right distraction.

Thanks for the suggestions, guys. She hasn't had any solids yet so teething biscuits are out for now. She's slept through most of the night, tonight, so we'll see how much of this craziness is teething and how much of it was due to her not napping yesterday.

My SiL swore by Anbesol when the kids were teething.

lansinoh for your nipply bits. also excellent when the diaper rash is boiling lava hot.

Female advice: to do with baby.

Male advice: focused on your nipples. :ggw:


Zengum advice: sarcastic and unhelpful.

and the beat goes on...



ETA: don't worry too much. Nipples grow back. So I've heard.

:lol:

"Please... won't someone think of the boobies?"

Good lookin' out, V and Jim. Thanks.

(Whose kid was it that invented the term dowas?)

:lol: I noticed that. Although I will say that protecting against cracked nipples is a VERY good idea. That's a pain that'll make you jump right out of your rocking chair. :eek: (When the baby latches onto a cracked nipple, I mean.)

to answer your question, the inch is credited with the first mention of dowas here, though he certainly learned it, not invented it. I find this citation the most memorable (text) expression here.

point of order. Zen's wrong, they don't grow back, but you *can* make another baby, so we're focusing on defending the points facing the greatest threat. I can't help it if by coincidence they're nipple-shaped.

Well, I recall getting that information from a woman whose nipple had been bitten clean off by a teething baby, and she said hers had grown back.

I didn't check, though which was careless of me. I suppose I should have demanded to inspect the scene. For epistemological purposes.

Zen, I think that would've been a great chance to pull "pics or it didn't happen."

For those concerned, my nipples are doing well. They are neither scorched nor grooved, thankfully.

Such selfless, altruistic zeal ...

It certainly was.
That's what respectful comic restraint sounds like. Of course, those of you reading my mind weren't burdened by such restraints. Not those kind, anyhow.

It was careless of you. I know you're familiar with basic scientific method. Controlling for biter's age, you missed an opportunity to repeat the experiment, or at least the setup for the experiment. Calibration is important.

I have a sty(?) on my lower eye lid. It is soooooo itchy, and then sore when i rub it.

Ohh I get those. I hate them. Just soak them all the time in warm water or tea bags. I don't really believe it makes them go away any faster but it makes you feel as though you are doing something to speed things along. Plus it is helpful if you need to have water run down your arm into your sleeves. Although it's summer in Oz now.

Every one knows that nipples are like lizards tails; they grow back when bitten off, or if attacked by a strange baby the nipple will detach so the mother can get away. Didn't you take any science courses in school?

:cool:

Carol's x mas present? ;)

Did Limey Knit those?

:lol:

Update: the teething fury has subsided. Now either a blocked tear duct or pinkeye is giving Beans trouble.

And it would seem Kitsune has bronchitis.

...And my right eye feels sticky and my throat tickles. Shit.

I should not be allowed in Target alone. I need someone else to stop me from buying stuff that I don't actually need.

Well, maybe I didn't do so terribly badly ... I mean I didn't buy the crock pot big enough for soup or stew meant to be transported to and from work. It heats your meal up on your desk. Slowly. Damn thing cost as much as a full sized crock pot, which I thought was extreme. Oh, and it didn't come in purple or blue. I think if it had, I would have been in a real quandry. Didn't want a pink one. I did end up with a Darth Vader throw and tote, though. And the taco shell bowl baking set thingies I've been wanting. I went for windshield washer fluid. And a cell phone charger so I can leave one at work. And food, which didn't work out quite as well as I'd hoped. I'm still going to have to make a run to the welfare supermarket. But I did get milk. And toilet paper. And a really huge box of fruit snacks. But I can't make a sandwich out of those.

I have never made it out of Target with *just* the thing I went in there for. Ever.

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Holy shit. That explains a lot.

So I've been having this mysterious starting problem with my car. It was finally diagnosed for the third time. Maybe it's a charm. Now to save up for a new timing belt. This is the original belt, 9 years and 210,000 miles.

Hoping my Irish luck holds out a while longer.

Off to cut some rafters...

Excessive heat and humidity leading to some combination of dehydration and general misery causing my skin to freak out. Am forcing fluids the itching feels better than last night.

That there is some serious ass quel dommage, Griff.
I hope you can find relief from that.

Thanks. It has calmed down, but I get really on edge when its like this, so the ladies are giving me my space.

I got pulled over by the police when riding my bike. He thought I stole it.

Mulling over whether to move to SF or not. I technically accepted, but the background check is still pending, so I wouldn't feel too bad about backing out at this point.

I enjoy my quiet mountain town in some ways and am endlessly irritated by it in others (especially _winter_). I wish it were easier to make a decision and stick to it.

If you're truly dehydrated, you'll want to boost your electrolytes too.

Will it be a big boost in salary? I hear the cost of living there is ginormous.

$25,000 more per year, but that is a pay cut when you consider cost of living. Would need yet another $25k on top of that for parity. Ridiculous, I know. But a very real consideration, as I'm still paying on student loans and planning to start a family real soon now.

Though they do offer 401k matching, solid bonus plan, stock grants, breakfast, lunch and dinner, et cetera. It's like joining a commune. So the pay might be about parity if I boiled all that down to cash (ignoring that I will probably work a few more hours per week).

The work however is more exciting. The prospect of living in a city is kind of meh. Cycling to work everyday, cool. Stuff to do that isn't just running stupid distances, cool. So. Fuggin'. Many people. Not cool.

It's silly but I also have moral/ethical issues with the behavior of the parent company (the company I would work for is a recent acquisition and still maintaining it's culture and allowed a good degree of autonomy). Especially the company's past behavior. Now they are more or less an industry joke. (I'm sure some of you can guess/google both companies now.)

I feel very privileged and like a total asshole to be offered north of 6 figures and be like "Not enough money for me to move. Thanks though."

@PW

Time to do the pro/con lists thing.

This is one of those things that can suck, or be really and truly awesome. F'rinstance, my old employer used to provide "dinner," but it was because they were also demanding 80-100 hour work weeks, and they felt like giant sloppy trays of Taco Cabana was a fair trade. On the other hand, Mr. Clod's employer has a professional catering company providing full lunches everyday--including special diet options, even for the one guy who is deathly allergic to onions--as well as a steady stream of quality snacks, fruits, chicken salads, etc. for other times of day. The money we no longer spend on his breakfast or lunch really does add up, plus it's so much healthier than what he was choosing on his own.

Does not work on this one. The moral algebra comes out about even either way.

This place has professional caterers. The emphasis is on healthy food. Guaranteed to be much more healthy than what I usually eat. (Today: McDonald's for breakfast; cambozola and crackers for lunch; eggs, cheese, english muffins for dinner -- what are vegetables?).

The dinner doesn't seem like a work-late incentive either, as they will box up a meal for your entire family for you to take home.

Did you weight the entries? If so, then you've got your answer. It's a lot of work to pick up and move.

Or you can use the coin toss method. Toss a coin. Whichever side you hope it will come up is what you really want to do.

So this morning, traffic was awful, backed up bumper-to-bumper all the way to my entrance to the highway, which is extremely unusual. We inch along and inch along, waiting to get past the big wreck that surely must have caused all this. Finally we get to the source: a bunch of jacknuts on the highway overpass above, holding a big banner that says "Get your [Democratic donkey clipart] out of our [White House clipart]!! There were a few other miscellaneous signs too, like "Justice for Benghazi" and "Honk if You Support Impeachment."

The traffic jam was entirely a result of people slowing down to read the signs and try to figure out what was going on, and it added 25 minutes to my commute.

Of course it didn't help that I disagree with their political statements, but for Christ's sake, I don't care what side you're on, you don't fuck up the morning commute for 10,000 people just because you want to make a dramatic statement without actually participating in the political process in any meaningful way.

I use this method now and again. You have to really believe that you'll do what the coin says ... and then go with your gut reaction.

Sent by thought transference

But the people who will do that don't operate on office hours and don't care about 10,000 people who are trying to actually support their families and be fiscally responsible.

In other words, tea parties and republicans?

So, PW, what's the verdict? Move or stay?

There's stupidity on both sides of the aisle, but these idiots clearly weren't Democrats.

No fucking clue. I accepted two weeks ago. Background check is still pending, so I haven't given notice and could still back out.

We are getting things ready so we can put our house on the market. But I don't know what we'll end up doing. Hard to cut loose the current gig when I like it so much and everything is going so well (I'll be getting a bonus right about the time I will be giving notice).

I hate being an adult. I can't make these decisions.

Adulthood can suck at times. Sorry this is hard, Perry. I sympathize.

What does your wife say in all this, Perry?

My thoughts:

If you stay, things will probably be pretty good.

If you move, things will probably be pretty good.

In both cases, the combo of work/salary/package/lifestyle will be such that whether or not you are *happy* will be depend, not on the work-package, but on your stance toward it and other aspects of your and your family's lives.

What is it that the new position offers that you aren't getting now? Can you talk with your current boss to see if something along those lines can be found for you here?

Sometimes just because you can doesn't mean you should.

Background check cleared yesterday. Now to either rebuff the suitor or submit my resignation.

I think I will be rebuffing the suitor, as much as it pains me to go back on my word. (As my inner voice screams about how shiny the suitor is. Probably has to do with all the buffing.)

Thanks for the advice all.

It sounds like you know it's the right call.

I didn't want to weigh in because you needed to figure it out for yourself. It sounds like you know where you need to be.

Made my choice. Informed the relevant parties. Staying put.

Felt like chopping off a limb. It's probably the right decision. We'll never know, right?

My thought is that you make your decision, and then don't look back. It sounds like you know your needs very well. And you've saved yourself the huge stress of a move, selling your house, etc. That's a major bonus.

Thanks for the perspective. I'm the king of ruminating on every decision.

Sometimes it feels like all I do is make decisions to keep my bipolar disorder under control. I need the reminder that that's not a trivial or idiotic thing, no matter how limiting it feels.

The new controller in our office is scorching my groove. She keeps sending emails telling me and my boss and his boss how many deals are on the open deal list. "Today there are 44 deals on the open deal list and no new deals made it into accounting yesterday." Like she has no idea that when you are delivering 10 cars in a day you really don't have time to bill them and put them into accounting.

14 of those 44 deals were not even on the road yet. Another 20 are all fucked up and can't be billed for this for that reason.... I have worked from 9 a_m till 11 p_m the last 4 days straight. I am really not in the mood for any shit from a jumped up secretary.

I just got off the phone with my boss. I called to yell at him about these emails. He gets it.... He sees me running around like a 1 armed paper hanger all day

he just says ignore her. I would prefer to.... something something something dark side.

Knock knock. You say "who's there?"

Who's there?

Controller. You say "controller who?"