Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[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.
I was sleepy. I took a three-hour nap. Now I don't know what to do. I made a deal with myself that I could have off homework today. So, I watched a movie and worked on curtains earlier. There's nothing on tv. It's too dark to work on the curtains. I don't feel like doing dishes or reading or anything.
Anyone want to play Literati?
On a topic completely unrelated to DST (yay more sun), Teppy's hair (verry nice) or quitting cigs (honestly, if there is ANY encouragement I can offer, it's YOURS. Bless you for trying--and succeeding)...
I'm officiating a wedding next Saturday and, while I really like what I have (this is a perfect moment, you have chosen each other for such wonderful reasons, the history of wedding rings), I'd love to hear stories about your favorite moments in wedding ceremonies.
Memorable wedding words.
Special rituals or inclusions.
Funny/scary things that happened. (For example, my exhusband's daughter's wedding devolved into a full blown donnybrook involving everyone but me. Even the groom's mother ended up on the ground. It's a funny story, but...)
So, what was your favorite wedding moment?
eta: I'd like to buy an 'o', Pat.
nudge...nudge...nudge.
Huh. I musta broke it.
[slinking away]
So, what was your favorite wedding moment?
My favorite, although it wasn't funny to the bride, was when a friend got married at three months pregnant. They hadn't told the pastor, who was literally about 97 and could barely see. His mini-sermon? All about fertility and childbirth and the sanctity of the marriage bed. Half the people attending the ceremony were choking into their fists, trying not to crack up.
My wedding was small and lovely, but we planned it very quickly, because my mom was ill, and I was only 21. It was a 7 p.m. ceremony, and I was calm all day, hanging around, watching TV, blah, blah. But when we walked into the chapel, and I saw Stephen waiting at the altar in his tux, looking so young and beautiful and happy, I burst into tears that were equal parts exhaustion, relief, being overwhelmed, and happy. He teared up, my brother kept clearing his throat, and my bridesmaids sniffled the whole way through. The soggiest ceremony I've ever attended.
Memorable wedding moment was at a friend's wedding on the Eastern Shore in an old Inn. After the receptoin, which was a catered cookout on the banks of a lovely little lake, the bride and groom stepped into a paddleboat decorated with candles which had been hidden under the dock, and paddled away. It was a great mixture of beautiful and fun.
I'm jealous because photobucket will not let me see teppy haircut pictures. Fooey on them.
If there's no takers or the shipping makes it not worth it, a food pantry will probably be glad for it.
Oh, yeah. I've got the same place in mind that I take the outgrown diapers to. Very depressing to drive down there, so I wait until I have a full load. I might have to go through the linen closet because it's a family homeless shelter and they said they always need bed linens and towels, too.
Closet Buffyholic was mentioning this not too long ago, and I don't think just because the time of year was rolling around. Did the state legislature reconsider it, recently?
They consider it. every. freakin'. year. Stupid, hard headed Hoosiers won't give up their slow time. *sigh*
Wow, cigarette quitters impress me. My father brags that he can quit any time he wants to (and to his credit, he really does have this remarkable will power to lose 10 lbs or quit smoking when it is absolutely necessary). My poor mother battled quite a while to quit smoking (and she was a heavy smoker). She put on weight but once she conquered it, I never saw her backslide. I haven't seen her with a cigarette since I was 8.
Plei, I'm with you--bra shopping in general, sucks ass.
I'm jealous because photobucket will not let me see teppy haircut pictures. Fooey on them.
I'll throw them into Yahoo photos -- gimme a sec.
Okay, on Yahoo -- front, side, back, and front again.
OMG, Teppy, SEXY! When the back shot is as good as the front, that is one great cut!
Too short? Bbbbfffftttttppppp.