Oh, Gud. Hang in there, sweetie. I'm so sorry you're in hell.
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.
Things are getting better, my wife is no longer mad at me.
Oh, Erin, I love that. Unfortunately, I think my prof would go, "Huh?" I think I'll have to save it for the title of my autobiography some day.
Awesome choice.
How about "Little black dress" for the collection? (Perfect for every occasion)
vw-- how about "missed connections"?
Things are getting better, my wife is no longer mad at me.
t puts cometoyourdarnsenseswoman-ma back in box
vw-- how about "missed connections"?
I like that. That could work.
What about "Threads of Life"?
t bouncebouncebounce
I leave tomorrow morning to lay my pasty self on the beach for several days. Can't focus on work.
t bouncebouncebounce
"I'm trying the Church of Satan this week. The services are messy, but, boy, do those guys know their Bible!"
Hearting Connie as usual.
Suddenly we have a bee problem. At least, I think they're bees--they look sorta like yellow jackets but not exactly. Definitely not wasps. Also not bumblebees. Something black and yellow and buzzy.
While I was putting Annabel in the carseat on the way to my doctor's appointment today, Bee #1 gets in somehow and buzzes around the back seat. Eventually I managed to get it to leave, and I was proud of myself for not visibly showing symptoms of bee phobia in front of Annabel--I don't want her to be chicken about all the same things I am. But my initial bp measurement was 142/95. I told the nurse about the bee and suggested we recheck before I went home--by which time it'd dropped to 128/74.
Just a few minutes ago I was collecting my mail, and saw Bee #2, looking listless, in the mailbox as I pulled the stuff out. I beat it to death with a catalog, but am still a little freaked at the thought of the sting I would've gotten if I'd stuck my hand in the mailbox at just a slightly different angle.
We've lived in this house for going on six years. This is the first time I've ever noticed bees.