Oh, Deena!
Dawn ,'Selfless'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[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, -t, there aren't words to express how sorry I am. So much ~ma to you and your husband.
Susan, all the best to your father, and coping~ma for you.
{{{Deena}}}
{{{Nora}}}
{{{vw}}} If you need any more legal smiting, I'm around....
I'm still a smoker, but I've cut down drastically over the past 4 years. I used to smoke a pack and a half a day, and now I'm down to a pack every 4 days or so. I decided not to smoke in the new apartment, and that has been the difference. It's amazing how much less I want a cigarette when I have to put on shoes, a coat, and hat to satisfy the urge.
Stephanie, I like Ella, Elena (which would sound very pretty with your last name), and Elisa. I think the option of having a more formal name on the birth certificate gives her the most choices, whatever she decides to become.
Kristin, you're doing the right thing. All the best decisions are terrifying, I think, because to get the big rewards you have to take the big risks.
Someone please tell me that it's all going to be okay?
It's going to be fine. Honestly, I temped for 10 years. Cobbled together rent money for a year of unemployment. You'll be amazed at how many resources you'll still have without your steady job. And you'll find something else readily. Nobody's going to say No to you.
If you need any more legal smiting, I'm around....
Really? I may take you up on that.
Hey, I've told you guys about my mom believing that snow is a sign of something big and positive, right? So, I just got an e-mail from her (that she sent to our whole family), and this is how it opened:
It is supposed to snow tomorrow, so it is time for another job update!
I'm almost starting to believe in it myself. But, damn! Snow! Again! It's 56 degrees and beautiful right now. I don't want more snow!
So. Hubby had an MRI this morning to pin down the place in his heart that's messing up the rhythm. I got a call from him saying the hospital's not letting leave until they've got his heart rhythm slowed down. So ~ma for a lullaby rhythim, not a disco beat, please.
Bad, bad Kara. I wonder how expensive a Kara-sized cage would be? Unfortunately, those bookcases are made out of particle board, which is pretty hard to fix.
We're going to have to be careful at the zoo tomorrow, else Kara will end up with a permanent home there.
I can see Kara growing up to own her own demolition company.
Sloooooooooooooow beatma to Mr. Connie.
The best of heart~ma to Connie's DH.
I don't think Kara has to grow up to own her own demolition company. I think she could be rented out right now.