I told Mike last night, “I would like to have another baby. But it doesn’t have to be with you.”
He replied, “You know, this is the third time you’ve told me this.”
When we do start planning for baby number 2, I think paternity should be included in the preliminary talks. I always hear tame questions like, “Do you think it’ll be a girl,” when the real pressing issue is, “Do you think Clive Owen will make a good father for Nathan’s half-brother or half-sister?”
Do you remember that episode of Friends in which Ross taught Chandler the “hug and roll”? That’s what I try to do when I put Nathan to sleep (because if it worked on TV, it totally translates into real situations!) but the moment I shift, I startle the kid awake and suddenly, he’s babbling and full of questions like, “Hey Mom, if a Silverback gorilla and a tiger were to fight to the death, who would win? Yeah, that’s what I thought. The Silverback.” And the kid won’t sleep unless he gets an answer to, “If Boutros Boutros-Ghali were to become a wrestler, would his name be Boutros Boutros The Undertaker Ghali?”
And you all have been watching Dexter? Thanks to Linda, I am now hooked! And here I thought that heroin was addictive. I prefer the Michael C. Hall, the serial killer to Michael C. Hall, the whining victim on Six Feet Under. Need a visual? Here it is: serial killer > whining victim.
If you love Dexter as much as I do, you’ll like this short video.
And if you’ve never watched Dexter, you must be thinking that I have a very sick hierarchical order, but dude, he would not stop crying about being carjacked and held at gunpoint for hours. I spent the last two seasons of Six Feet Under thinking, “Cry me a river and jump into it, David Fisher.” Anyone with me on that?
And can I just say thank you to everyone who participated in yesterday’s Great Mofo Delurk 2007?
Handjobs Ice cream for everyone!