Oh my goodness. Baby crocodiles make incredibly cute noises.
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
::imagining little wee voices say, "eat you! I'mma EAT you! numnumnumnumnum."::
going back to bed on a Sunday ...mmm what a good idea .
so far I have had two cookies and a tiny cup of tea. I need food but not sure what. Matt is going out to liook at tree stumps.
should I 1) go to the cafe and have them make me food. possible followed by some bead shopping.
or
2) find some yummy food in the house and watch tv.
note: at 3ish I do have to do something
Spent an hour window shopping at the new Crate & Barrel store. Realize I want all new everything for my house. Sadly, I could afford none of it.
So I settled for a vanilla/hazlenut latte that I could afford.
The snow turned to a nice, sleety, slushy rain. Oh, joy.
Should do work. Will I? Mmm, excellent question, grasshopper.
Because certainly there are people out there who get suspicious-looking bruises for totally innocuous reasons.t looks around, suspiciously
Yeah, I am that person.
And from family and people who really do know me well, I can understand them not asking. But my doctor has never asked question #1 when I came in looking like someone took a baseball bat to my back and legs (ftr, twisted my ankle at a wedding reception and tumbled down the stairs).
Yeah, I am that person.
Me, too. I got MAJOR third-degree from my doctor a few years back because I was washing the tub and a shampoo bottle fell on my eye, giving me a handy-dandy shiner.
It did. Honest. I am that sort of person. I constantly have thigh and buttock bruises from walking into door handles.
Cripes, the number of bruises on my hips from thinking they're the size they were when I was 20? I can't walk by any type of projecting piece of architecture without carrying semi-permanent reminders.
Yep...
The futon frame in my office that has banged up my thigh more times than I can count is a classic bruise for me...
Between bruising easily and being as clumsy as a puppy on linoleum? I am actually disturbed that a doctor hasn't at least asked me if there is anything going on.
"Ouch... Now that's going to leave a mark!"
Because certainly there are people out there who get suspicious-looking bruises for totally innocuous reasons.
Not only am I that person, I help make other people that person too.
Signed,
Split Lip Is Only Scar Tissue Now.