To Those in the Know
Jan. 19th, 2010 08:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
LONDON! Oh, how I missed your frosty chill. And look this shit still makes me laugh. If you want to see a funny face, call Peter Peepee.

At dinner with Spectre. He was showing me off to people. Note how classy I am, and how very clearly he cannot bring me anywhere without me acting like a gigantic knob. *elbows and wiggles eyebrows* I was being Wolverine, btw. Because I'm awesome. Just be thankful I wasn't being Optimus Prime, because it would have, somehow, involved that jug being on my person.

We're tight, he and I. Did I get pictures of my son with him? No. Because Mickey scared the PISS out of James. Mummies and creepy skeletons he can handle. Giant mice? Hell no. I was halfway through posing for a second photo when the poor boy started screaming that Mickey was trying to lure me into a false sense of security so he could kill me and eat my young. Where does he get these things? Deirdre, I'm looking at you...
Being with my husband while he was overseas was amazing. I got to run errands (yes, this excites me, I'm dead I have to find excitement in something) and I got to welcome him home every night. If he was tired I took care of him. He didn't have to miss me or the kids. I love being a tour husband! I hope I get to do it again sometime. I just...really kills me (lol :| ) that I might not get that chance. Pampering husband=love. So does knowing he doesn't have to go to sleep at night without me. I pretty much love it.
You know what else is love? Seeing Flynn at Disneyland. But I'll let him tell his own tale. Seeing him happy, though? And Quinn's surprise "Hi, I'm in California for one day just to go to Disneyland with you" visit was pretty damned incredible too. The trip was just...full of love. And I'm so blessed.
At dinner with Spectre. He was showing me off to people. Note how classy I am, and how very clearly he cannot bring me anywhere without me acting like a gigantic knob. *elbows and wiggles eyebrows* I was being Wolverine, btw. Because I'm awesome. Just be thankful I wasn't being Optimus Prime, because it would have, somehow, involved that jug being on my person.
We're tight, he and I. Did I get pictures of my son with him? No. Because Mickey scared the PISS out of James. Mummies and creepy skeletons he can handle. Giant mice? Hell no. I was halfway through posing for a second photo when the poor boy started screaming that Mickey was trying to lure me into a false sense of security so he could kill me and eat my young. Where does he get these things? Deirdre, I'm looking at you...
Being with my husband while he was overseas was amazing. I got to run errands (yes, this excites me, I'm dead I have to find excitement in something) and I got to welcome him home every night. If he was tired I took care of him. He didn't have to miss me or the kids. I love being a tour husband! I hope I get to do it again sometime. I just...really kills me (lol :| ) that I might not get that chance. Pampering husband=love. So does knowing he doesn't have to go to sleep at night without me. I pretty much love it.
You know what else is love? Seeing Flynn at Disneyland. But I'll let him tell his own tale. Seeing him happy, though? And Quinn's surprise "Hi, I'm in California for one day just to go to Disneyland with you" visit was pretty damned incredible too. The trip was just...full of love. And I'm so blessed.
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Date: 2010-01-19 09:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-19 09:26 am (UTC)I have presents for you! Don't worry, they don't include Mickey Mouse!
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Date: 2010-01-19 09:29 am (UTC)Oh sweet :D
Hey Thomas, guess what I did today.
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Date: 2010-01-19 11:39 am (UTC):D!
Uhm...does it involve cheese?
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Date: 2010-01-19 11:53 am (UTC)I'm coming over!
Have I mentioned I'm proud of you! Because I am!!
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Date: 2010-01-19 11:55 am (UTC)You're a dork (Thomas) :P I missed you, all running away to Disneyland like that.
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Date: 2010-01-19 11:58 am (UTC)Hahahaha I think Mums would have known you meant me ;) And I missed you too! I promise I'll only do it again with proper warning.
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Date: 2010-01-20 09:55 am (UTC)That mouse has the cold, dead eyes of a killer.
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Date: 2010-01-20 09:59 am (UTC)He was delightful! He gave me a pat on the bum!
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:33 am (UTC)Haha, oh dear. Well, I'm glad he's out...
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:37 am (UTC)Good for the mouse!
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:42 am (UTC)We can totally make our own Cyclops / Wolverine slash.
What's good for da mouse is good for da house. Mon.
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:46 am (UTC)Hooray!
Ya! (If you come in here now, I will demonstrate my hilarious Jamaican accent...)
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:48 am (UTC)I am so there.
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:52 am (UTC)Oh hai! :D I see you!
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Date: 2010-01-20 09:57 am (UTC)"Eat your young?" That's definitely Deirdre.
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:01 am (UTC)That's what I thought!
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:47 am (UTC)It's not RIGHT...
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:53 am (UTC)Go, Walt?
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Date: 2010-01-20 09:58 am (UTC)I should get mice. Come help me choose mice, Thomas? I think Rasputina would like them.
I promise not to feed them to the fishies. Well, maybe one. Like the ones you feed to snakes.
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:02 am (UTC)Okay! As long as you take me nowhere near the lizards! And yes. Don't feed the pet mice to your fishies...
Is Rasputina coming too?
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:34 am (UTC)Do you want Rasputina to come? She can help us choose!
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:39 am (UTC)Yes! And she can cuddle Uncle Thomas!
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