Temptress!
(eta: MiRP! it is fun to say)
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Temptress!
(eta: MiRP! it is fun to say)
-t, have you ever played Penguin Ball? I just hit one 475.8 feet.
Gronk. I stayed home today from school -- bad me, I know -- but I had to have a mental health day. The first depressy day in a while and I spent all day in bed sleeping and will be at school tomororrow, but it's still like 5000x better than I was doing, but I still feel bad.
ION, I stepped on the scale and have lost another 4 pounds, which means I have lost 34 pounds since August, and am the lowest weight I've been at since...1999.
So boo me! Yeah me!
This news brought to you from the NOt As Crazy As I Have Been Department.
Cold turkey, baby. And don't think I'm not hurting, 'cause I am.
You're a good woman, JZ.
I have given up all computer games for Lent.
At least you weren't silly enough to give up CHOCOLATE. What on earth was I thinking?
Thought of the day: Picking the chocolate chips out of the cannoli filling in a nice restaurant tends to get you a few strange looks, which then leads to mumbled explanations of how it's Lent and chocolate is what you've chosen to forego, followed by armpats, a chorus of "Well, aren't you a good girl!" and an espresso chaser.
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Thought of the day: Picking the chocolate chips out of the cannoli filling in a nice restaurant tends to get you a few strange looks, which then leads to mumbled explanations of how it's Lent and chocolate is what you've chosen to forego, followed by armpats, a chorus of "Well, aren't you a good girl!" and an espresso chaser.
That's a painful one, Maria, especially considering all the Valentine's chocolate, everywhere.
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Hee. This is my first Lent in proximity to Catholocism. I stil have no burning need to repent, or anything...BUT I have to stop myself from making the sign of the cross when my kids do morning and afternoon prayer.
It's so weird! They are snagging me with their lulling repetitive motions! Seriously, though, it's a fantastic classroom management technique -- if the class is rowdy in the beginning, all you have to do is have a kid start a "Hail Mary" and they all quiet down and follow suit.
I only realized it was Good Friday today when people started mentioning that they'd be out of the office tomorrow. It's going to be a dead zone here, which either means I'll be insanely busy or I'll have all day to stack cats in peace.
This is my first Lent in ages where I haven't given up a single thing.
Well, except maybe my brain, which remains AWOL.
At our first childbirth class last night, they told us that labor burns 750 calories an hour.
Dude.
My mind boggles.