We are gonna play a little game. I received the letter D from Nobody You Know, and as you can read I have chosen ten words that begin with that letter followed by a brief explanation about why I chose it or something... erm... explanatory about the word. If you too, want to play? just say so in the comments and I'll give you a letter then... you go play.
the letter D
Dominatrix- scary... the very first word that popped into my head upon receiving my letter from Nobody. Trust me... this isn't some unburdening of my soul or "too much information" it's just the mental first fruits from the mind of a woman in the hormonal flux of weaning. What, am I the only gal around here who's husband is thrilled for the end of lactation for more than just two obvious reasons? I am? Was that too much info after all? Well. Hm. At least it segues nicely into...
Domination- as in world domination. The two older girls have these sweet little silver and red bead bracelets that Dadguy gave them for Christmas two years ago. LaLa has been wearing hers for about a month straight, and yesterday morning Birdie found hers. I pointed out to the girls that they had on matching bracelets whereupon Birdie announced they were "Bracelets of Power" and they were gonna "take over the world." LaLa shoved her scrawny wrist over to Birdies and yelled "take obah da WOOOOOOOWD!" So look out you, the Chaos is coming.
Disgusting- the gooey, and initially smelly guck that came out of my sweet Pearl's little ear when her eardrum ruptured yesterday. Mother's Day weekend was pretty rough, and we thought we had a teether on our hands till Sunday afternoon when the drool and snot disappeared but the miserable, can't-sleep baby stayed. Off to the docs first thing Monday morning... but not fast enough I guess. Poor kid.
Dadguy- the guy who did EVERYTHING else this past weekend... He is my fairytale happy ending, he is my eternity and you can't have him 'cause he's MINE ALL MINE!! I can't say any more with out weeping. La!
Dork- I am one.
Dough- Chocolate chip cookie dough... I have been craving it for about a week and a half now. I may make some in a bit, but first I need to make...
Dinner- Skillet chicken in olive oil, steamed broccoli and, erm tater tots.
Downstairs- the basement. Dadguy has the pictures of the framed version of the basement up on his blog. The electrical part has started, but that's Dadguy's milieu... as is the next part after that, the...
Ductwork - more blah stuff that has to happen on this road to a finished basement. I am ready to be done and we have barely started! It's kinda hard because now that the framework is up I can just TASTE the finished rooms... mmmmmmmm! I'm already reading the decorating books and thinking about color and carpeting... drapery, what will go where.
Dammit- fine. Are ya happy now? I'm done and I finally said it, the second word to come to mind when I learned my letter was D. Now you know my dirty little secret... I cuss like a sailor in my heart of hearts. I cuss alot, and I use much worse words than dammit too.