I'm off to Target without a list. This could be dangerous. Wish my checking account luck!
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.
Oh, to live in Julia's world...
She just came over and said to me, "Mommy, when I'm a teenager, and I have a boyfriend and a cell phone, if I want to break up with him, I'm just gonna call him up and say, 'We're breaking up'." Then she flipped her toy phone closed.
I said, "Oh, you don't do that."
"You don't?"
"No. Not that you can't break up with boys. You can and will. But you have to recognize they have feelings that could be hurt."
"Okay, then I'll call up and say, 'Sorry, but I have a new boyfriend, now'."
I said, "Well, you really shouldn't break up with someone on the phone. You do it in person, and you say something like, 'I'm sorry, but I don't think this is working out between us. I think we should stop dating'."
"Oh. Okay. Did you ever break up with any boys, Mommy?"
"Yes."
"How many?"
"I don't know. I think I did the breaking up with most of the boys I dated," I said.
"Well yeah," she laughed. "It would be pretty *sad* if a boy ever broke up with a girl!"
"Oh no, Julia. Boys break up with girls all the time, too. It's probably pretty even."
"Oh, I *don't* think so, Mommy. I don't think so."
Oh dear, the Canadian gifts are arriving. I really AM late. However, I am happy to report that my gift went out priority this morning and should arrive at its destination in 3-4 days, so they say.
Oy, I'm so hungry. Can feel headache coming on. Receptionist not due back for another 15 minutes. May die! Send help!
I heart Julia. That is all.
And now Betsy's blinded me. Woe, woe is me!
"Okay, then I'll call up and say, 'Sorry, but I have a new boyfriend, now'."
She's gonna break hearts, that one.
However, I am happy to report that my gift went out priority this morning and should arrive at its destination in 3-4 days, so they say.
Did you recover all the Kara-pilfered items?
Timelies. It's Monday. The holidays are over. I need chocolate.
And everyone's getting their hair cut except me. Where are the scissors again...?
"Oh, I *don't* think so, Mommy. I don't think so."
Ah, innocence.