Aw, Sparky, I'm sorry.
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'm sorry to hear that Sparky.
Indeed. {Sparky}.
I'm sorry, Sparky. {{{Sparky and Sparky's DH}}}
Since I've known him, I've watched the DH deal with his grandmother & mother's long, losing battles with cancer, his father's suicide, his uncle's attempted suicide. His grandfather's health keeps us on edge. This cousin was in a car accident about 4 years ago and became a quadrapledgic. Enough already, universe, I'm convinced -- my husband is the strongest person emotionally that I know.
I think I'll put on my walking shoes and go take a walk.
I'm so sorry, Sparky. My best wishes to you both. Your poor husband.
Thanks, everyone. I didn't mean to kill the thread with my temper tantrum.
Oh, Sparky. I'm so sorry.
Sparky, I'm so sorry.
Nora, you're about to buy a house. That means a close, personal relationship with Home Depot.
Nothing brings me closer to melt down than having to go to the Home Depot. I hate that place. It makes me feel completely incompetent (which I pretty much am at home repair stuff). I can only go there now with my super handy friends. And only if we can get Home Depot hot dogs and lemonade after the shopping.