flyby post: I have the best sister in the world
Lorne: Snakes? Uh-huh. And they came out of your what? Okay. Okay, well, did they get up there themselves or is this part of a, you know, a thing? No, I'm not judging...Do we fight snakes? Angel: Only if they're giant. Or demons. Or giant demons. Are they giant demon snakes? Lorne: Well, unless this guy's 30 feet tall, I'm thinking they're of the garden variety.
'Lineage'
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.
Gris - Apr 30, 2005 4:49:38 pm PDT #6678 of 10001
Hey. New board.
Steph L. - Apr 30, 2005 4:50:09 pm PDT #6679 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
It is way too early in the evening for me to be intoxicated. And yet, I am. My nose is numb. This is the downfall of having a friend live 1 block away. I had a long earnest conversation tonight with a 4-year-old about younger brothers and how much of a pain they can be. I'm going to have to call my brother tomorrow and tell him that.
This post took me a long time to type and check for accuracy. Just so you know.
Steph L. - Apr 30, 2005 4:51:43 pm PDT #6680 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Oh D., of the Griswold, formerly child of the nova, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
SailAweigh - Apr 30, 2005 5:01:01 pm PDT #6681 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Awww, Gris, Happy Birthday! What a sweet sister.
Deena - Apr 30, 2005 5:09:48 pm PDT #6682 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
A very happy birthday to you, David.
Greg is stuffed full of good food that I didn't have to cook (as are the rest of us); the babies are down for the night, Nick came along for dinner and then went home, the front door is locked and all is well.
He says thank you all for the birthday wishes.
On the way to dinner tonight, Kara took off her shoes.
Nick: "Kara took off her shoes!"
Me: "Kara, you can't go in the restaurant without shoes, put them back on."
Kara: "No, there's sumpin in 'em!"
Nick: "There's nothing in them. Here, I'll put them on."
Kara: "NO! There's a DEAD BLUE BIRD IN ONE!"
Everyone else: "There is NO DEAD BLUE BIRD in your SHOE!"
Kara: "Oh.
t pause
Is it a white bird?"
Nick: "She's certainly her parents' daughter."
SailAweigh - Apr 30, 2005 5:11:48 pm PDT #6683 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Deena, teach the girl to write. Her stories beat anything on the TV right now.
Deena - Apr 30, 2005 5:13:14 pm PDT #6684 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
She's working on it. She can write her name.
She's also got an invisible friend now. His name is Ain-Kor.
Calli - Apr 30, 2005 5:17:00 pm PDT #6685 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
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Happy Birthday, D. Griswold!
After three weeks involving various levels of sleep deprivation (due to either insomnia or too much frelling stuff to do), I got 10 blissful hours of snoozing in last night. It was wonderful. Today I did some vacuuming, laundry, and cleaned the bathroom, and now I'm going to try for an encore of lastnight's snoozefest. Mmmmmm, sleep.
Atropa - Apr 30, 2005 5:20:28 pm PDT #6686 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Happy birthday, D. Griswold!
Jill, are you going out, or just being your usual gorgeous self?
Well, there's a birthday dinner for my very best friend later at a Morrocan restaurant, but today was mostly just running around with the pseudo-sib.
Susan W. - Apr 30, 2005 5:36:22 pm PDT #6687 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Happy Birthday, D. Griswold!
We just took Annabel out into the back yard to roam around. The neighbors to our north (the ones we only vaguely know, as opposed to our good friends on the other side) were there cooking dinner on the grill. Their 5-year-old, Fiona, came over to talk to Annabel through the fence. She asked if Annabel could come over to play when she's 3, and then again when she's 5, "but I'll probably be 12 or 10 by then."
We also plotted out the first expansion of our house, if the purchase works out--extending it out 12-15 feet or so in the back. We'll still have a decent-sized back yard by urban standards, and can greatly expand the kitchen/pantry area and add a bedroom for Annabel. And in a few years, we can think about expanding upward, and have an upstairs master suite with 2 bedrooms for kids and an office downstairs.
At least that's the dream.