'Never Leave Me'
[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.
{{{Aimee}}}
Heather, CUTEST PUPPY IN THE WORLD.
Poor Annabel! But on the bright side: Good reason to introduce her to popsicles.
Tired. DH's allergies have escalated to the point he can no longer mow the lawn. This means I got to mow the lawn. That's been growing, unchecked, unmowed (unmown?) for over a month. The trim work, raking and weeding gets to wait until tomorrow.
Serial:
Jilli, your lunch thief deserves some mild form of food poisoning. Nothing lethal, just enough to get the point across.
When our puppy Toby was little (like 8-9 weeks old) he couldn't run in a straight line. We would take him down to the beach path and he would chase after us, but always at a diagonal, until he tripped over his paws. It was so cute.
Oh, Aimee. That is scary. {{{Hugs}}}
Also, I just ran out to get milkshakes (mmmmmm...milkshakes!), and I saw a woman who looked just. like. Aimee. It was FREAKY. She even noticed that I was staring at her. Whoops.
I just got a "Thanks for your interest, I'd like to speak to you more about this, when can I reach you?" email from one of the places I applied for a summer job. Tentative yay.
(((Aimee))) Sounds scary but a hopefully positive scary.
Long week. Tired. Must crawl into bed and lose consciousness for a while, I think.
Jilli, I'd be tempted to booby-trap your lunch with something that would get ink or other goopy stuff all over the lunch bandit's hands.
You need one of those exploding dye packets they put in money.
Good luck and calm~ma to you Aimee. You're much braver than I.
I called my cousin in Seattle today while I was outside with the dog. She caught me up on all the family gossip. The really bad news first. My uncle with Alzhimers was put in an assisted living facility a few weeks ago. It's not working out and he's going to have to go into a full time nursing home. To make things worse, their daughter, my cousin has breast cancer. There has been no mention of a mastectomy, so I'm hoping that that means it hasn't spread and isn't as bad as it could be.
In the sorta bad news, but kinda funny if you know our family- my other uncle (the dad of my cousin I was on the phone with) tried to cut off his leg with a chainsaw. (See even as I'm typing this I'm smiling because..oh I don't know, it's just such a Morgan thing to do). He borrowed one from one of the neighbors- no one in their right mind who knows us would let us within 5 feet of one. His wife just heard it start and was on her way out to tell him to stop when she heard him scream. The other genetic thing in my family is bad knees. Most of my aunts and uncles and quite a few cousins have had them replaced. So, on the upside, my uncles titanium replacement knees saved his leg because the chainsaw bounced off of them.