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Stuff that was good about my weekend so far. Yes, it's only Saturday night/Sunday morning, but my weekend starts on Thursday night.

1) someotherguy took some time off from work to go with me to see Sarah Vowell on Thursday night, along with stonebender and loracs. Very fun. Very nice to get some alone-time with my boys, both of whom I hadn't seen in days.

2) Friday, a nice walk to the Berkeley Bowl with someotherguy, in which we spent a lot of time geeking about how perfect we are for each other.

3) The Friday Thing was outstanding. dryadgrl and C and kwamee showed up. I made addictive mushroom-onion-filo things, and some moderately good polenta. dryadgrl brought some excellent trashy nachos, strawberries, and whipping cream. Much foody goodness.

4) The Friday Thing guests elected to stay the night. We decided to pull our mattress out into the living room so we could slumber-party with them. A run was made to the store for s'mores fixings, more nacho stuff, and more food for breakfast.

5) Saturday morning, while someotherguy made breakfast for the second wave of wakers-up (I made breakfast for myself and kwamee, as we are earlier risers), we determined that four appears to be the limit for snugglers on our king-sized mattress.

6) Much snuggling was had. Snuggling continued after I left for stonebender's and C went to visit with connor.

7) Went with stonebender, loracs, and dbubley to see Hitchhiker. Dozed a bit (not much sleep), but liked the movie a fair bit.

8) And in exciting health news, about an hour and a half ago, I had an orgasm. And. It. Didn't. HURT!!! First time in two months. I just had to share.

oh, and by the way...

...if all you have had to eat all day is a piece and a half of toast and the remains of your boyfriend's hashbrowns, I don't recommend making a supper of two quarts of buttered movie popcorn.

On the bright side, poly sometimes means having two sweeties to hold your hair while you puke.

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I started to say:

I want a new word. "Frubbly" is too cutesy, and "compersion" is stupid and sterile. I want a word that means...

But then I'm the Princess of Use More Words(tm), so I think what I don't need is one new word that encapsulates it all. What I need is to use my words and talk about what a complex and wonderful mix of emotions is involved in some things -- how it's part joy and part nostalgia, part motherly concern and part adoring onlooker, part voyeur and part outsider. I want to talk about how good it is to be happy for the pure reason that someone you love is happy, and how that's really not sullied by the fact that there's a three-year-old inside you who wants to be the center of the universe. And how adoration and concern and amusement and security and bounciness and touch-starvation and complete satiety can all coexist in the same head at the very same moment, and all can still be completely right with the world.

There is so much love in my life that sometimes it leaks out of my eyes. That, dear schillerium, is what schmoopy means.

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Oh, my gosh.

http://www.sleeplessknights.com/entertainment/shatner.html

Thanks, firecat, and thank the OH for me.