It's looking like I should be good to pick you folks up at the airport on Thursday. Friday however, is rapidly going to hell in a handbasket. At the moment I'm now scheduled to be trapped in a theatre spinning my wheels from 9 am to 9 pm. Hopefully I can get some of that to adjust, but I may have to bail out on Friday. Grrrrrrrrrrr
F2F 3: Who's Bringing the Guacamole?
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: San Francisco, May 19-21, 2006! Everything else, go here! Swag!
Aimee - that has definite possibilities. I will ask her. She would be more into the cash than the pizza, but everything is negotiable. Being able to peek at her mom being silly would probably rate high on that scale.
Scarily enough, I just realized that by then she should have her drivers license. Holy cow.
I'm gonna go faint now.
Scarily enough, I just realized that by then she should have her drivers license. Holy cow.
I'm gonna go faint now.
Pftpftph. Mine's 26.
Yeah, wait for that first time you walk into their bathroom and find a used pregnancy kit in the trash.
Shudder.
Y'all ain't helping.
I adore mine. She's coming home for Thanksgiving.
I'm going to Minneapolis, Thursday. juliana! and Lee! and Sail! and Daniel and Andi! and Tom! and Jessica!
Let the games begin!
"Em. Clo-vis."
"DA-DA!"
Joe = not pleased.
Snerk, to infinity (and beyond).
It's looking like I should be good to pick you folks up at the airport on Thursday.
Cool. Sorry to hear Friday's going ass-up for you though. You can always make the most of Thursday.
(not so secret message for Jessice)
Pssst! Bring a coffee mug; I travel with real coffee, a real melitta drip cone, and all the accoutrements needed for good coffee in the morning, including Starbucks Verona Bold.
Morning party in Deb's and Jessica's room!
Hell yes. I'm bringing the coffee.
Pastry!