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A - American Girl dolls LOL where do I begin here? My interest in them actually stems from Mom and Dad quite possibly losing their minds Christmas 1988, when quite unexpectedly all three dolls in the collection (then, anyway) showed up under the tree. I'm not quite sure why the rest of Samantha's collection also showed up with it - I don't remember displaying any sort of preference for Edwardian stuff other than an unhealthy obsession with the Titanic at the time, and considering Molly was more contemporary to Mom's experiences (and she had the glasses) I wonder now that I didn't get her stuff instead. Anyway, there they were, so I played rather obsessively with them for a couple of years, and then promptly put them away in favor of teenager things except for occasionally changing up their outfits and envying my younger family members when they got dolls of their own (mostly because brown dolls like Josephina and Addy didn't come out until I had more or less outgrown them). Fast forward a few years later when somehow i made friends with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kittikattie and realized that OMG GROWN-UPS PLAY WITH THEM TOO OMG. Interest rekindled with a vengeance, and a couple of years later I got Aeris (an ebay Kaya rescue). I just recently found my old dolls, gave Kirsten to my roommate, and am waiting until I have a little time and space to pull them out, dress and set them up.
B - Bottledgoose - where did the name come from? Do you like Grey Goose Vodka? I've actually never had Grey Goose, though i hear it's good (I'm actually more of a Stoli girl.) No, the name came from a conversation I had withcell23 about somewhat else going on in his life at the time and he mentioned a zen koan about a goose in a bottle. I'm not going to retell it here, (googling "goose in a bottle" will get it just as easily) but considering at the time I was considering abandoning my previous online identity and rather liked the idea of personal constraint being a matter of imagination, it clicked. Course, imaginary or no, these sorts of things take work to dismantle, so my goose is still bottled. But I'm working on it.
C - Cock-sucking. Or cunnilingus, if you prefer. ROFLMAO. Normally I save this sort of discussion for elsewhere, but I did say I'd answer everything. So, um yes. Oral sex of any stripe is fantastic, and I have it on good authority that I rock at both, though like any skill you want to take to Carnegie Hall, it's all about the practice practice practice.
D - Dreads I started putting them in three Septembers ago. I wanted to do something different and relatively low maintenance with my hair, and I liked the idea of locking it. It was an interesting/weird time of my life, and I was coping with a slew of overwhelming emotions, and one of the ways that manifested was me throwing away my hairbrush. It turned out to be a good decision, as dreads turned out to suit me rather well. And now since those days are over and I'm moving past them and as a new decade shows up, I'm rethinking the hair again. We'll see how that goes.
E - Things you consider Epic. Generally I don't consider things truly epic as a general rule, and while I'll use it as a superlative (generally in conjunction with something Internet-y, like Epic Win or Epic Lose or something like that)... I don't know. The closest I get to feeling something is Epic is occasionally music will affect me in a particular way, especially if it's an effect like The Wall of Sound or involves a big orchestra or something. But even then, it's just evoking Epic, it is not epic in of itself.
F - Fahrvergnügen Dear gods, I love driving. I seriously am kicking myself for not getting the license earlier, and not just for the practical insurance reasons. Seriously, the best part of my day is the drive home, something metal or üntzy on the stereo, getting high off finally having control of where I'm going at last. I'm seriously almost sorry when I pull into my driveway. Also, interestingly enough the drive has given me a lot of time to mull over things that needed thinking about as well. Never thought I'd get my meditate on in the car, but hey, whatever works... it actually makes sorta sense - I'm a total car baby when I'm not driving (usually dead asleep if the ride is over 20 minutes unless there's an interesting conversation on) so I'm not too surprised that my brain waves go all alpha when I'm driving as well.
G - no takers for G.
H - Has anyone told you today how fantastic you are ? Not today, but it always helps to hear it, especially since 9 days out of 10 I have serious trouble thinking anything good about myself.
I - the Internet is really really great FOR PORN. No seriously. Okay not just for porn. I find it kind of staggeringly insane that pretty much all of humanity's collective knowledge about absolutely anything is available instantaneously, from nuclear physics to silly pictures of cats. Even better, you can get this stuff on things you can put in your pocket now. Which is AWESOME... and being the last generation in which the Internet was NOT ubiquitous, I think that makes us the last people that appreciate how truly awesome that is. I kinda look forward to the day when I'm telling some young whippersnapper about how if we wanted to find something out we'd have to walk uphill a mile and a half in the snow with no shoes to the library where we had to hunt through these cabinets of drawers that contained little pieces of paper organized by this complex series of decimal numbers and then go find the book matching the card, and sometimes even then you couldn't find what you needed. Seriously, these kids don't know how good they have it. (Lets not talk about how if we wanted to save our spot in a game and continue the next day we'd have to leave the console on the whole time...)
J - no takers for J.
K - Kink Again, something I usually save for elsewhere, but okay. Seriously? I think everyone is a little bit kinky - meaning they're into something, not necessarily sexual, that's outside of what's generally accepted as normal. Being the omnisexual polyamorous weirdo that I am, my whole life is kinky to the extent of making whatever I do naked kinda beside the point.
L - no takers for L.
M - Music: specifically, your first "Last Night A DJ Saved My Life" sort of musical experience that you can remember. My first, whoa...
Probably the summer between 8th and 9th grade. I spent a lot of time by myself growing up due to overprotective parents, and one of my main things to do was to be up in my room listening to the stereo. I remember being super pissed about something, though I don't really quite remember what... and I was kinda sick of everything I had been listening to at that point (pretty much exclusively New Jack Swing) and I flipped to Z100 on a whim just in time to hear that beginning bass growl of Pearl Jam's "Jeremy." I remember clearly thinking "What is THAT??" Yeah, that was pretty much the end of me and R&B. Which is fine because it kinda started sucking after New Jack died out anyway.
N - a) New York b) nature/nurture. Where are you in this debate? :) New Yawwwwk! It'll always be home to some part of me. There really are days where I miss being able to jump on a train and go pretty much anywhere and find pretty much anything. Plus nowhere feels like New York, that frenetic exhilarated pulse of that city is wonderful scary, and in the right frame of mind, addictive. It also can be one of the loneliest places on earth if you let it be.
Nature/nurture - Nature's sort of the raw material, Nurture is the actual shaping of it. Both play a part, but ultimately the nurture bit is more important in determining how someone's persona is formed.
O - offspring of your own? Discuss! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH LOADED TOPIC AAAAAAAAAAAGH lol, j/k, I'm okay really. It's a tough topic for me though.
I'd love a kid or two of my own, but it's looking more and more like it's not going to happen. My health makes the prospect challenging enough - stress on my system makes the Crohn's cranky, so I have no idea what nine months of supporting another human being would do to me, and I've got Factor V on top of that, so I'd be plagued by both my hematologist and the ob/gyn on probably a daily basis. Still, my GI, my HT and GYN all say it's doable, so those issues aren't the deal-breakers, and my family's actually pretty known for pulling off risky pregnancies with no superbad problems.
The main problem is the way my life has been structured for the past five or six years didn't realistically account for the possibility of me having children. My life as it is now? Yeah, still not so much. If I really wanted kids of my own above all else, it's certainly possible, but considering everything I went through in the past three years, I finally fully understand the folly of throwing people who are already present in your life under the bus for the sake of people that are still theoretical at the time (which is one of the main reasons why there is no longer an Amoeba). Having been on both sides of it, you will not catch me putting anyone else through that just because I'd like to put a no vacancy sign on my uterus.
That said, it's not an easy reality to accept, especially with everyone around me either having kids, getting pregnant, or trying. Which isn't to say I'm not super happy for said people, but I remember reading someone else's reaction to that sort of thing recently that resonated with me, specifically that it's happiness tinged with more than a little heartache. I've honestly been considering Essure just to take the entire issue off the table and out of my mind entirely. I really don't like the idea of having what is essentially a biological drive having this much of an effect on my mood and sense of self-worth. Besides, if in a couple of years I'm still set on parenting, there's always adoption.
P - Photography I love taking pictures! I don't do it nearly enough, actually. Thinking of doing a picture a day next year, just to force myself to keep my hand in. And I don't feel justified in getting camera supplies if I'm not actually going to need/use them.
Q - is for Queen. What would you like to be Queen of? (And when you are Queen, who will be first against the wall?) The world would be in trouble if I ever got to be queen of anything. That said, I wouldn't mind being queen of the fairies. Magic and the power to fuck with people would be rather too tempting to resist.
R - Rainy day activities. Hot beverages - cocoa (with marshmallows or whipped cream) or tea. Baking things - cookies, cake, bread. Video games with a bunch of people, like Mario Kart, Super Mario, or Rock Band. Board games. or simply sitting in front of the TV and working on things, like crafts, or hair. Cleaning and WoW also good solo activities.
S - Stepmotherhood (or the potential of it)cell23 saw this on the list and went "WHAAAAT?" lol.
Me... this is one of those things I try not to think about too hard because my head goes asplode for all sorts of reasons, O being the most obvious of course but there's other shit too. On one hand,cell23's kids are awesome - Kidzilla is smart to the point of terrifying, and the Lovebug is just the sweetest little boy you'll ever meet (as long as you're not trying to make him wear pants). I actually have been really enjoying their weekends over. On the other hand, it's rough being the new person in the family cause no one, especially not you, really knows where you're supposed to fit in or really what role you're supposed to have, since the big seats are already taken. It's all stuff that'll get figured out given time, but this is me; giving things time is not one of my strong suits. Also figuring out where I stand with people, even if they're all of a low single digit in age, is one of those things that tends to have me in a constant state of low grade freakout.
Still, despite the associated angst and worry, having one or both small people climb into your lap and give you a big kiss and hug after telling you they love you does make it worthwhile.
T - typical/type, ie: what you normally look for in a partner I don't really run to type, lol. I used to have one a long time ago (tall, skinny, pale and angsty) but I've long since broken it. Course I was thinking about this on the train a couple of years ago and it dawned on me that every single person I've ever dated, been interested in, or even been attracted to (with exactly one exception) has been a gamer of some sort, be it tabletop, larping, TCGs, video games or some/all of the above. Which is odd/funny because while I have played in the past, I generally don't consider myself one currently.
That said, certain things do attract my attention. Hair. Eyes. Something about the back of a guys neck makes me weak in the knees. Curvy women. Bearing - I like people who are comfortable with themselves, or at least appear to be. Premature gray. Well shaped, capable hands. And a nicely shaped rear end don't hurt none either.
U - Underwear! What's your favorite kind? On yourself? On another person? Like to do anything fun/interesting/silly with them?
I'm a big fan of cute but comfy underwear on myself, which is a challenge since I've got a big round ass. Interestingly enough, Target has never failed me in this department - years ago I found Superman and Sesame Street undies in my size there. But for every day, I'm a devotee of either Jockey or Victoria's secret high cut briefs. Comfy, yes, but more importantly they're the only two brands that don't try to crawl up my ass crack at every opportunity.
On other people, I'm not nearly as picky, though I will say, granny panties are not a good look for anyone. Underwear should fit, not be three sizes too big. And I have a healthy respect for those who don't bother - that does take a certain measure of daily I-don't-give-a-shits.
V - Vanna White's plastic surgery upkeep--scary, yes? And who knew she could get paid doing what she does as long as she has? I'm pretty sure that much like Dick Clark, both Pat Sajak and Vanna White are going to be replaced by robots. Also I think Pat is using more botox than Vanna. He has to, he has more close-ups.
W - no takers for W
X - no takers for X
Y - Utterly Yourself: what makes you feel like the person you not only truly are, but are truly proud to be? Little things, like when I actually bother about my appearance. I feel more like me with yarn in my hair than at any other time. Also I like cleaning up and looking like an Actual Grown Up, makes me feel less like I'm faking it. Truly proud to be, well... I'm not really there yet, but I do have occasional days where I go to bed having accomplished or taken care of everything that needed accomplishing or taking care of. And occasionally I have days where someone else tells me how... well, necessary my existence is to them at that moment, or like today, tells me something exciting first. I like being validated, you know?
Z - Zydrate, zoology, zen, Zero
Zydrate comes in a little glass vial and OMG WHY THE FUCK ARE THEY RELEASING AN IDENTICAL MOVIE FOR A MORE COMMERCIAL MARKET SO MAD.
Zoology is fascinating. Ale is actually planning on studying it more in college. She wants to be a vet or a biologist. Go her.
Zen - I wish I could find or achieve it more, but it's good on the rare occasions that I do.
Zero - Having it spelled out always reminds me of the Smashing Pumpkins. Specifically Billy Corgan and his scary scary pale baldness.
kittikattie and realized that OMG GROWN-UPS PLAY WITH THEM TOO OMG. Interest rekindled with a vengeance, and a couple of years later I got Aeris (an ebay Kaya rescue). I just recently found my old dolls, gave Kirsten to my roommate, and am waiting until I have a little time and space to pull them out, dress and set them up.B - Bottledgoose - where did the name come from? Do you like Grey Goose Vodka? I've actually never had Grey Goose, though i hear it's good (I'm actually more of a Stoli girl.) No, the name came from a conversation I had with
cell23 about somewhat else going on in his life at the time and he mentioned a zen koan about a goose in a bottle. I'm not going to retell it here, (googling "goose in a bottle" will get it just as easily) but considering at the time I was considering abandoning my previous online identity and rather liked the idea of personal constraint being a matter of imagination, it clicked. Course, imaginary or no, these sorts of things take work to dismantle, so my goose is still bottled. But I'm working on it.C - Cock-sucking. Or cunnilingus, if you prefer. ROFLMAO. Normally I save this sort of discussion for elsewhere, but I did say I'd answer everything. So, um yes. Oral sex of any stripe is fantastic, and I have it on good authority that I rock at both, though like any skill you want to take to Carnegie Hall, it's all about the practice practice practice.
D - Dreads I started putting them in three Septembers ago. I wanted to do something different and relatively low maintenance with my hair, and I liked the idea of locking it. It was an interesting/weird time of my life, and I was coping with a slew of overwhelming emotions, and one of the ways that manifested was me throwing away my hairbrush. It turned out to be a good decision, as dreads turned out to suit me rather well. And now since those days are over and I'm moving past them and as a new decade shows up, I'm rethinking the hair again. We'll see how that goes.
E - Things you consider Epic. Generally I don't consider things truly epic as a general rule, and while I'll use it as a superlative (generally in conjunction with something Internet-y, like Epic Win or Epic Lose or something like that)... I don't know. The closest I get to feeling something is Epic is occasionally music will affect me in a particular way, especially if it's an effect like The Wall of Sound or involves a big orchestra or something. But even then, it's just evoking Epic, it is not epic in of itself.
F - Fahrvergnügen Dear gods, I love driving. I seriously am kicking myself for not getting the license earlier, and not just for the practical insurance reasons. Seriously, the best part of my day is the drive home, something metal or üntzy on the stereo, getting high off finally having control of where I'm going at last. I'm seriously almost sorry when I pull into my driveway. Also, interestingly enough the drive has given me a lot of time to mull over things that needed thinking about as well. Never thought I'd get my meditate on in the car, but hey, whatever works... it actually makes sorta sense - I'm a total car baby when I'm not driving (usually dead asleep if the ride is over 20 minutes unless there's an interesting conversation on) so I'm not too surprised that my brain waves go all alpha when I'm driving as well.
G - no takers for G.
H - Has anyone told you today how fantastic you are ? Not today, but it always helps to hear it, especially since 9 days out of 10 I have serious trouble thinking anything good about myself.
I - the Internet is really really great FOR PORN. No seriously. Okay not just for porn. I find it kind of staggeringly insane that pretty much all of humanity's collective knowledge about absolutely anything is available instantaneously, from nuclear physics to silly pictures of cats. Even better, you can get this stuff on things you can put in your pocket now. Which is AWESOME... and being the last generation in which the Internet was NOT ubiquitous, I think that makes us the last people that appreciate how truly awesome that is. I kinda look forward to the day when I'm telling some young whippersnapper about how if we wanted to find something out we'd have to walk uphill a mile and a half in the snow with no shoes to the library where we had to hunt through these cabinets of drawers that contained little pieces of paper organized by this complex series of decimal numbers and then go find the book matching the card, and sometimes even then you couldn't find what you needed. Seriously, these kids don't know how good they have it. (Lets not talk about how if we wanted to save our spot in a game and continue the next day we'd have to leave the console on the whole time...)
J - no takers for J.
K - Kink Again, something I usually save for elsewhere, but okay. Seriously? I think everyone is a little bit kinky - meaning they're into something, not necessarily sexual, that's outside of what's generally accepted as normal. Being the omnisexual polyamorous weirdo that I am, my whole life is kinky to the extent of making whatever I do naked kinda beside the point.
L - no takers for L.
M - Music: specifically, your first "Last Night A DJ Saved My Life" sort of musical experience that you can remember. My first, whoa...
Probably the summer between 8th and 9th grade. I spent a lot of time by myself growing up due to overprotective parents, and one of my main things to do was to be up in my room listening to the stereo. I remember being super pissed about something, though I don't really quite remember what... and I was kinda sick of everything I had been listening to at that point (pretty much exclusively New Jack Swing) and I flipped to Z100 on a whim just in time to hear that beginning bass growl of Pearl Jam's "Jeremy." I remember clearly thinking "What is THAT??" Yeah, that was pretty much the end of me and R&B. Which is fine because it kinda started sucking after New Jack died out anyway.
N - a) New York b) nature/nurture. Where are you in this debate? :) New Yawwwwk! It'll always be home to some part of me. There really are days where I miss being able to jump on a train and go pretty much anywhere and find pretty much anything. Plus nowhere feels like New York, that frenetic exhilarated pulse of that city is wonderful scary, and in the right frame of mind, addictive. It also can be one of the loneliest places on earth if you let it be.
Nature/nurture - Nature's sort of the raw material, Nurture is the actual shaping of it. Both play a part, but ultimately the nurture bit is more important in determining how someone's persona is formed.
O - offspring of your own? Discuss! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH LOADED TOPIC AAAAAAAAAAAGH lol, j/k, I'm okay really. It's a tough topic for me though.
I'd love a kid or two of my own, but it's looking more and more like it's not going to happen. My health makes the prospect challenging enough - stress on my system makes the Crohn's cranky, so I have no idea what nine months of supporting another human being would do to me, and I've got Factor V on top of that, so I'd be plagued by both my hematologist and the ob/gyn on probably a daily basis. Still, my GI, my HT and GYN all say it's doable, so those issues aren't the deal-breakers, and my family's actually pretty known for pulling off risky pregnancies with no superbad problems.
The main problem is the way my life has been structured for the past five or six years didn't realistically account for the possibility of me having children. My life as it is now? Yeah, still not so much. If I really wanted kids of my own above all else, it's certainly possible, but considering everything I went through in the past three years, I finally fully understand the folly of throwing people who are already present in your life under the bus for the sake of people that are still theoretical at the time (which is one of the main reasons why there is no longer an Amoeba). Having been on both sides of it, you will not catch me putting anyone else through that just because I'd like to put a no vacancy sign on my uterus.
That said, it's not an easy reality to accept, especially with everyone around me either having kids, getting pregnant, or trying. Which isn't to say I'm not super happy for said people, but I remember reading someone else's reaction to that sort of thing recently that resonated with me, specifically that it's happiness tinged with more than a little heartache. I've honestly been considering Essure just to take the entire issue off the table and out of my mind entirely. I really don't like the idea of having what is essentially a biological drive having this much of an effect on my mood and sense of self-worth. Besides, if in a couple of years I'm still set on parenting, there's always adoption.
P - Photography I love taking pictures! I don't do it nearly enough, actually. Thinking of doing a picture a day next year, just to force myself to keep my hand in. And I don't feel justified in getting camera supplies if I'm not actually going to need/use them.
Q - is for Queen. What would you like to be Queen of? (And when you are Queen, who will be first against the wall?) The world would be in trouble if I ever got to be queen of anything. That said, I wouldn't mind being queen of the fairies. Magic and the power to fuck with people would be rather too tempting to resist.
R - Rainy day activities. Hot beverages - cocoa (with marshmallows or whipped cream) or tea. Baking things - cookies, cake, bread. Video games with a bunch of people, like Mario Kart, Super Mario, or Rock Band. Board games. or simply sitting in front of the TV and working on things, like crafts, or hair. Cleaning and WoW also good solo activities.
S - Stepmotherhood (or the potential of it)
cell23 saw this on the list and went "WHAAAAT?" lol. Me... this is one of those things I try not to think about too hard because my head goes asplode for all sorts of reasons, O being the most obvious of course but there's other shit too. On one hand,
cell23's kids are awesome - Kidzilla is smart to the point of terrifying, and the Lovebug is just the sweetest little boy you'll ever meet (as long as you're not trying to make him wear pants). I actually have been really enjoying their weekends over. On the other hand, it's rough being the new person in the family cause no one, especially not you, really knows where you're supposed to fit in or really what role you're supposed to have, since the big seats are already taken. It's all stuff that'll get figured out given time, but this is me; giving things time is not one of my strong suits. Also figuring out where I stand with people, even if they're all of a low single digit in age, is one of those things that tends to have me in a constant state of low grade freakout.Still, despite the associated angst and worry, having one or both small people climb into your lap and give you a big kiss and hug after telling you they love you does make it worthwhile.
T - typical/type, ie: what you normally look for in a partner I don't really run to type, lol. I used to have one a long time ago (tall, skinny, pale and angsty) but I've long since broken it. Course I was thinking about this on the train a couple of years ago and it dawned on me that every single person I've ever dated, been interested in, or even been attracted to (with exactly one exception) has been a gamer of some sort, be it tabletop, larping, TCGs, video games or some/all of the above. Which is odd/funny because while I have played in the past, I generally don't consider myself one currently.
That said, certain things do attract my attention. Hair. Eyes. Something about the back of a guys neck makes me weak in the knees. Curvy women. Bearing - I like people who are comfortable with themselves, or at least appear to be. Premature gray. Well shaped, capable hands. And a nicely shaped rear end don't hurt none either.
U - Underwear! What's your favorite kind? On yourself? On another person? Like to do anything fun/interesting/silly with them?
I'm a big fan of cute but comfy underwear on myself, which is a challenge since I've got a big round ass. Interestingly enough, Target has never failed me in this department - years ago I found Superman and Sesame Street undies in my size there. But for every day, I'm a devotee of either Jockey or Victoria's secret high cut briefs. Comfy, yes, but more importantly they're the only two brands that don't try to crawl up my ass crack at every opportunity.
On other people, I'm not nearly as picky, though I will say, granny panties are not a good look for anyone. Underwear should fit, not be three sizes too big. And I have a healthy respect for those who don't bother - that does take a certain measure of daily I-don't-give-a-shits.
V - Vanna White's plastic surgery upkeep--scary, yes? And who knew she could get paid doing what she does as long as she has? I'm pretty sure that much like Dick Clark, both Pat Sajak and Vanna White are going to be replaced by robots. Also I think Pat is using more botox than Vanna. He has to, he has more close-ups.
W - no takers for W
X - no takers for X
Y - Utterly Yourself: what makes you feel like the person you not only truly are, but are truly proud to be? Little things, like when I actually bother about my appearance. I feel more like me with yarn in my hair than at any other time. Also I like cleaning up and looking like an Actual Grown Up, makes me feel less like I'm faking it. Truly proud to be, well... I'm not really there yet, but I do have occasional days where I go to bed having accomplished or taken care of everything that needed accomplishing or taking care of. And occasionally I have days where someone else tells me how... well, necessary my existence is to them at that moment, or like today, tells me something exciting first. I like being validated, you know?
Z - Zydrate, zoology, zen, Zero
Zydrate comes in a little glass vial and OMG WHY THE FUCK ARE THEY RELEASING AN IDENTICAL MOVIE FOR A MORE COMMERCIAL MARKET SO MAD.
Zoology is fascinating. Ale is actually planning on studying it more in college. She wants to be a vet or a biologist. Go her.
Zen - I wish I could find or achieve it more, but it's good on the rare occasions that I do.
Zero - Having it spelled out always reminds me of the Smashing Pumpkins. Specifically Billy Corgan and his scary scary pale baldness.
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Date: 2009-12-30 05:31 pm (UTC)From:-runs off to put that soundtrack back into heavy rotation-It was a George memory that made me take it out in the first place ... fuck THAT noise, I want my music back.
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Date: 2009-12-31 11:45 am (UTC)From:Mind-blowing, actually. Every once in a while I'll idly wonder something like how much blood is in an adult human or what year Dumbo was made (both questions that came up today) and think, "SHIT IT DID NOT USED TO BE THIS EASY."
Also, as the last generation in which the internet was NOT ubiquitous, I demand that the universe compensate me for the hours I spent watching Ghostwriter. Screw the long filler educating kids on various mysterious inner workings of The Library--the episodes would be, like, two minutes long now. "We need to translate this from Greek, learn about the myth of Persephone, make a list of antiques dealers in the city, check the subway schedule, and find out if this author is still alive!" *five tabs later* "Done! Mystery solved! Let's go get lunch."
I do feel you'd be a great mom, but I also admit that I never have had the burning desire to be one myself and kind of don't understand it. But your attitude is a wise one.