'Conviction (1)'
[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.
We have this washer [link] and it's fantastic albeit expensive.
Nowadays there are similar washers that aren't as expensive like this: [link]
I like front loaders because of the energy savings, the high RPM spin is also nice because the clothes need much less drying.
We have an el-cheapo dryer that has lasted for about a decade with nary a problem.
Thanks for all the advice! I think I'll get an adapter for one plug and then wait and put a note in with next month's rent.
That'd be great, Ginger! Thanks.
I'd love a front loader, but I don't think we can afford one. I've got $900 for the whole shebang, unless someone offers us a steel deal on financing.
Insent to your profile address, -t.
Got it Ginger. Thanks very much.
Congrats, Kristin!!!
could it be night terrors?
My little sister used to get night terrors when she was about 2 or 3. She'd look like she was awake, but she wasn't really. Her eyes were huge and glassy and she'd scream like she was being tortured by Angelus. She'd run around the house until she could find something to hide under (usually a table) and continue screaming. My mom would grab her and hold her and rock her, but her whole body was stiff and she would continue screaming. It would last a good hour or so until she settled back into sleep. My mom said it was the most terrifying thing ever to watch and not be able to help her.
My daughter had some night terrors about that age as well. Not quite as dramatic, but nothing helped to calm her down as well.
When feeling bored and listless and wishing I could hide somewhere, I put on Flogging Molly and rock out to pipes and guitars of "Kings of the Kilburn High", and the world is a happier place.
Whirlpool donates new appliances to every Habitat for Humanity home, which makes me want to buy all new appliances from them, even though I can't afford them.
Amy, the pede told us to put soft toys in Aidan's bed and let him figure out that we just weren't coming until morning. It worked. Eventually.
That's pretty much all I've got. Timelies.
~ma to everyone, and hugs to dear Trudes and Kristin.
I'm waiting to get my car jumped (for the 3rd time this week) so that I can take it to be repaired (for the 2nd time this week). Fuck Pep Boys. There, I said it.