Spike's Bitches 21 Gunn Salute
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I have unwanted gmail invites, as well. I got the account and forget to use it, too.
vw, that was an awesome story. Just the idea that you can take good memories away from so many surgeries is wonderful.
{{{Deena}}} And go, Aidan! I'll just keep my fingers crossed he doesn't take to scribbling on the walls.
Tomorrow he'll be 23 months old. It is awesome, isn't it? Whee! He's such a snuggle bunny. Yesterday he came and grabbed my chair, slung it around and yelled, "hug! hug! hug! hug!"
Kara uses a fork, but she's a funny mix of trying to be grown up and being extra babyish so as not to miss out on any of the babying fun.
I have work to do, and yet my fingers are all swollen and cranky.
When my brother was incarcerated in a county facility, he got new glasses, regular check-ups, all his meds paid for, a special diet (Type I diabetic), and regular dental visits. He was quite glad to be there. Of course, he ingratiated himself with the officers, and spent more time hanging out in their offices than in his cell, and he got to be the cook so he could supervise his own diet.
OK, I've sent an invite to that address.
Maybe Hotmail blocks gmail invites as "spam" because gmail is a competitor? Or is that too cynical?
Will he be able to stay on all his meds while he's in?
Since he'll be local, it won't be a problem. It's when he gets sucked into the state penal system that all bets are off in regards to medical care. Which is sad. I don't think the state has learned that medicating mentally ill people doesn't equate with "coddling rapists and murderers" yet. Joe will be fine and it's a short stint. The worst thing is that the county lock-up is smoke-free and he's a serious chain smoker (one of the least problematic of his addictions to be sure).
cereal to add:
Aidan is such a big boy! Must not think of Owen growing up that fast. Nope. Can't imagine it.
I'm never going to be able to unload all the gmail invites I have. I really believe they've reached a saturation point at the b.org, anyway.
Lesson of the day:
Keeping a diary card is kind of pointless if you fill out two weeks' worth an hour before you go to therapy.
When my brother was incarcerated in a county facility, he got new glasses, regular check-ups, all his meds paid for, a special diet (Type I diabetic), and regular dental visits. He was quite glad to be there.
Which can be a big help in getting a guy straightened out. Hubby's often muttered that he should commit some crime so he can get some free medical treatment. I told him there wasn't a lot of call for Viking raiding parties anymore.
Aidan is nearly 2??? He's upright and self-mobile? Lordy.
That reminds me of homework, vw. Hee.
Cashmere, they grow waaay too fast, don't they?
I keep getting gmail invites, taking too long to decide on a name and having them expire. I think 5 e-mail addresses to keep up with are enough, though. If they'd allow 5 digits, I'd use gmail, but since they don't, I'm not so interested.
Tomorrow he'll be 23 months old. It is awesome, isn't it? Whee! He's such a snuggle bunny. Yesterday he came and grabbed my chair, slung it around and yelled, "hug! hug! hug! hug!"
I no count so good. I know his date of birth, because he was born the day before my dad died. Knowing you'd finally had him was this little glimmer of joy in a world that for me, was very dark, back then. There have been a lot of times that Aidan has served as a reminder for me, that even in the bad, there's so much that is good.
I am so impressed with his progress. I am so glad he is the child of parents who love him so well, and work so hard for him.
Since he'll be local, it won't be a problem.
Oh, good. That's so, so good.
The worst thing is that the county lock-up is smoke-free and he's a serious chain smoker (one of the least problematic of his addictions to be sure).
Poor guy. I wonder if they'd let him use the gum, or something.