Giles ,'Same Time, Same Place'
[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.
Sounds like a fun competition.
I think my brother and SiL's competition is going to be all about who saved up more points at the end of the week. He could almost lose a whole one of her and not be too underweight. She doesn't really need to lose weight at all but is using the program to help her focus on eating right and excercising regularly.
I need to do that too. I didn't run all week and I'm feeling so chubby and sluggy. bleh. I blame WINTER!
Boy, if Hubby started in on the "I'm going to weigh less than you-ou" thing, he'd be an ex-Hubby.
No shit. Though, granted, I have issues. Which you all know. 'Nuff said.
And we're back in the land of the screaming baby who won't take a nap. I guess I should just plan on being stressed out by an inconsolable baby for an hour or so around noon every day for the forseeable future.
This is the china I am madly in love with. Someday, I shall own more than teacups and a sugar bowl in it.
Connie, just so you know, in the above sentence I read "ex" as "no longer living due to violence" vs. "legally separated."
Damn, my reputation has gotten out again.
Though we always have said that a day comes for the dissolution of the marriage, it's going to involve a coroner and the DA, not divorce attorneys.
Bummer, Susan. My friend's daughter went through something like that a few months ago. When I was babysitting her, I couldn't take it and picked her up so she didn't go to sleep until her parents came home. They somehow managed to survive the screaming, though, and she eventually stopped. She still complains a little at being put to bed when there are people over, because she is extremely sociable, but she doesn't wail like she's being tormented.
I cannot fall in love with more china. I don't have anywhere to keep the china I already have.
That's elegant, Plei.
there is a comic that lives on our refrigerator - a rhymes with orange I believe. She is glareing at her husband all am. he finally looks at herand asks what is wrongs she says " you were mean to me in my dream" . why is it there - because I dream that dream just enough to make that funny.
Isn't it lovely, Betsy?
The B&B where we stayed on our honeymoon had it, and it was just what I'd wanted (basically, Val D'or in silver instead of gold) and hadn't known existed when we registered.
The actual china we own is this. (We have six place settings of it.)
The actual china we own is this.
I love Noritake.