meara, I'd trade, but I'm not sure how much motivation I've got left. I've gone grocery shopping, done dishes, gone to brunch and taken my parents to the airport today. I think it's all done gone.
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'll trade some spare sanity for restful sleep.
Who knew that throwing shoes wouldn't help?
throwing shoes doesn't help? damn. well, I'll send a little sanity your way...
beth, so glad you got some sleep. I hope you nap well today if you need one.
Want to eat at Anne's.
A friend of mine has a 20lb Maine Coon. Biggest freaking kitten I have ever met. He's five. And a snuggler. Never knew that I adored Maine Coons until I met him.
I've gone grocery shopping, done dishes, gone to brunch and taken my parents to the airport today.Go you, vw!
Who knew that throwing shoes wouldn't help?Must. not. laugh. Must. not. laugh. Sanity~ma to you...
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Last night I watched Sweet November because the GUH of Michael Rosenbaum beat rational and Keanu. So very pretty.
It reminded me of Googling some pretty boy (you know, I wish I could remember who but I haven't a clue) a couple of days ago and there was a barefoot picture that I knew ita had to have. So I clicked to see it closer. It was on the barefoot site... I should have known...
Must. not. laugh. Must. not. laugh.
Feel free. At least some amusement is coming from all this.
Today we went to the Glendale Jazz Festival. It was nice, but got started late because churches complained. It is already warm. Starting outside stuff at twelve is too much to ask. It was fun, though.
whee! we have our pretty porch! We moved the geraniums out, potted some pansies, and planted some seeds. Swept away the winter debris and set our deck chairs out there.
Now, I want a beer.
Actually, I would have likely tried the shoe throwing too. I could see myself in your post. Just not sure I would have admitted it unless there were witnesses.
Now, I want a beer.
I was lazy lazy lazy today, and sat outside in the sun with some blueberry wine I purchased last year in the Fingerlakes region. Twas yummy. Now I need motivation to do stuff I really ought to. But I probably won't.