my answer is vanilla coke and girl scout cookies.
Dawn ,'Never Leave Me'
What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
because she wants your stuff outta her house.
Well, this, clearly. She also sent pictures of the remodelled house and the roses I sent to her for mom's day.
Connie, I dunno if it is possible to make it work. I was a much thinner girl in 1989. The jacket still has my student council pin on it. Bahahahahaha!
cranberry juice and ginger ale. ita, dinner is going to be had tonight iffen you want to join us.
Oh, yeah...
Congrats, Alibelle!!!
Jilli, I always imagine your family more as madcap--the kind of crazy that is fun.
Must be something going around, Kat. MIL just sent us DH's letter jacket.
He had me put it on. I said, "Give me your class ring, and I'll know our love is real."
Kat, I'm battling a migraine (so I chose against the lemonade) -- give me a holler when you're gonna go, and I'll see if the meds have worked.
Cindy -- my particular definition of crazy was including the fun sort as well as the dangerous sort.
I'd love to get my class ring again. It's in an old jewelry box in the foot of the closet, I think.
My school was so delightfully conformist that we could only choose between two colors for the stone: dark blue and light blue.
Kat, I'm battling a migraine (so I chose against the lemonade) -- give me a holler when you're gonna go, and I'll see if the meds have worked.
Okay. Or maybe we should just avoid din and call you when we are ready for dessert. We're lookign for a fudge sundae.
Dessert definitely works. You know me.
Jilli, I always imagine your family more as madcap--the kind of crazy that is fun.
Well, yes, except for the occasional phone call with my mother that goes like this:
Mom: Oh, you're not dead! We have a daughter!
Me: Ha, ha. Y'know,
you
could call
me
sometime.
Mom; Oh, but we don't want to bother you. Your father and I know you're busy.
Me: So it's okay for you never to call me, but give me a guilt trip because I don't call you as often as you want?
Mom: Yes. Besides, we call, and you're not home.
Me: That's what the magic of voice-mail is for!
Mom: But we don't want to bother you.
Me
(rolling my eyes):
Mom, I love you, but you drive me crazy. So, how are you and Dad?
Yay, Alibelle, BA!! (Or is it BFA?)
I am feeling unbelievably first-world whiny right now, but there it is. My mani/pedi was not soothing, and my fingernails don't even look that good! I don't know what my toenails ever did to her, but she punished the crap out of them. AND What Not To Wear is a rerun tonight. Wah.
I think I need hot cocoa.