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[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.
Thanks, Laura! I'd be happy to share a bit of what I've learned from the whole experience if you think it would help.
Anyhow, the appointment with the realtor has been pushed back to Wednesday at three. That gives me today and tomorrow to finish up any painting (bedroom, touchups), and most of Wednesday to clean.
I'm giving myself another hour to loaf until I start working.
Anne has a new tag.
Timelies.
So happy for vw. Yay!!!
Anne's painting mania has me in awe.
Wow, Anne! Look at you go! Keep up the fabulous work.
It's snowing here. I just took Toto for our morning walk, and he made a snow angel in the snow. It was just about one of the cutest things I've ever seen. He was having so much fun in the snow. I felt badly about bringing him home after our normal walk, 'cause he was having so much fun. But, it was cold.
So vw, the paper is done done done all done?
YAY you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111
So vw, the paper is done done done all done?
Yup, yup, yup! I am waiting to hear back from Allyson to make sure that everything if factually correct, but other than that, I'm not planning to make any more changes.
Oh, Robin, that's so difficult. I hope your niece gets the help she needs, whatever the problem turns out to be. It's so hard to be far away and unable to do anything.
Freaky uninvited guest, Heather. I have to say, that's one of te reasons I like having a dog, for the barking when someone strange approaches. Of course, mine barks for no reason I can discern sometimes, but it gives me a good excuse to lock the door, even so.
vw! Paper! Done! Yay! That's the last incomplete, right? You rock so hard!
{{Chasmere}} Owen needs to stop getting sick and then getting you sick. Enough is enough. Glad your mom is okay.
Want raspberry brownies. That sounds sooooo good. Will make do with blueberry yogurt.
Sorry Matt's job sicks, beth. I have poor making-jobs-suck-less powers, I'm afraid, so I am of no use to you.
Gronk.
Know what? I'm ready to be done with the snow now. And if the plow dude doesn't honk when he comes today so I can move my car, I am going to find him and shout at him.
That's the last incomplete, right?
Yup!
Timelies. I went to physical therapy this morning. The muscles around my shoulder blades have improved a grade. I don't know what that means (except that they're stronger), but it felt good to hear it. She taught me a new exercise that's going to kick my butt, but it will be worth it. I feel so much better when I go visit the PT.