I used to have one of his records, it was one of my childhood faaaaavorites!!! I not so old as all dat but I has been axpozd to stuff.

Ai alzo liek me sum Tom Lehrer, dat ar some gud stuf.

But I still singz “hungarian goulash” a lawt. LOL

2 pomes iyn wun dai!!!!11!!!!

Ar beeyuteeful!!

Ai loast a bebbeh tu; gess weez cud forms a klub wif awl the Cheez Frends taht tihs heppined tu.

Pleez, pleez du nawt worree; jes taike guud caire ov yurseylfe, adn doan ebben fink bout enny bad stuf taht can oar cannawt heppin;

Itz rlly haurd, butt trie tu hav a lil happee adn fink guud thots;
Weez gunna praiy fur yu adn keap yu iyn oawr harts & thots;

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Elfinugget}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

sa-a ! Dis blankee es sew soff…
Iz getink veree sleepez…
wass en dis chokkit?

Es fum Swizzrlanz?
fank u sew gud….

2 es onlee gud ef iz preeseded bai 3….

lobest!!!! smote smote smote

(DavecanhasDrTinycat…I fink u noe sumfink beri funneh es
bout 2 hapn, rite? I fink uz noes stuf…beeg stuf ebben tho yr
kitteh es tiny.)

Ai am so sorree taht yoo ar havng these problimz. Ai so wish that there were sumting ai cud do fur yoo to halp.

But just know taht we awl luvs yoo an hope verree much taht awl willl be as well az it can be. Ai will just sit heer and think menee happee thots in yur direkshun and hope that yoo will feel them.

{{{{{Elfi}}}}}} Just don’t wurree (easee to say- hard to doo, ai know) an keep and keep awn resting.

Frum your frend Janet

I has been dere too. You has all our good wishes, an prayers too.

And it’s all stars and stuff. *snifl* so… um… yeah. Thank you.

{{{{cweenmj}}}}

{{{{{{{{{{{Chzfrenz}}}}}}}}}}}}}

My mother-in-law told me not to worry, just let nature figure itself out. She’s not upset or anything (of course, you say, why would she be? but I feel pretty lousy lately.) Anyway, I’m going to go to bed and sleep and hope.

thank you all for your warm thoughts and prayers.

–Em

Surprise!

idansdansdans, award winnur ub teh funnee attachments

Oh, teh, hyoomaniteee.

My mother-in-law talked to Barrett, she called me and was like hey, just take care of yourself, don’t worry, don’t stress, just ride it out…. remember Sandy had Jonathan and she’d hemorrhaged TWICE really really bad and the docs said she and the baby would both die, etc etc etc, but all that happened was he was born like 6 weeks early, was just fine. She’s fine, everyone’s fine.

I’m not yet un-pregnant…. just… waiting. We’ll see. And keeping my sense of humor is the only thing keeping me going.

I decided to count my blessings: if I don’t stay pregnant, my friend Michele won’t decide to decorate a nursery in all precious-moments stuff and crosses and lambs and bibles. No offense, just not my thing.

–Em

WoopWoopWoop!
*hopz off CCC & dons protektiv geer*
*sweepa sweepa sweepa*
Hmmm. Dis nawt awl comming off teh floor so eezee.
*rummijez throo CCC… finds teh skweejee*
*scrape scrape scrape*
Yay – dat werked.
*tucka tucka tucka*
*squirt squirt wif wottur bottul to re-hidrayt teh dried branes*
*taypa taypa taypa*
Heerz a bavving kap wif preetend kitteh eers on it (to maek sure yer saef).
*covvurs wif softee blankee – luvverly shayde of coral & givz a choklit frawg*
*pourz cuppa tea*
Dere. Awl beddur, n1ip?