Hershey's makes a no sugar added butter pecan that makes my life nearly complete.
Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[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.
jeebus. While looking at the mutant clothing on Hec's link, I mused to myself..."Next they'll be pushing breast enhancers for babies." Next thing I know, I run smack into the breast enhancment page. Ostesibly for mastectomy survivors, why would a baby pageant site by selling them?
How can mothers do that to their little girls? I just don't get it. I mean, I do, from a psychological perspective...I just don't want it!
when I washed every dirty piece of laundry in the house except what I was wearing.
I just did this! In the process, I noticed that I own more blue shirts than every other color put together. I think I might have gone overboard on the blue on my last shopping trip. Now I crave more maroon, because it looks better with black pants.
When did I get interested in shopping? It's very distressing. And why didn't I do it when my parents were still paying for my clothes?
So. A while ago I'd contacted a woman on one of the dating sites, and she wrote back asking for my picture. I sent it, and then didn't hear from her again. A pretty clear signal, but I figured I'd give it one more shot. Wrote back to her, noting that she'd probably got the photo and realised the lorikeet was the good-looking one, but in my defence I'm the better kisser (lorikeets are all tongue).
She sent me her phone number this morning. Methinks this could be a good sign.
billytea, your funny side is showing.
My daughter's cats were both just sitting on the coffee table. I looked up just in time to see Tanner reach out with one paw and push Tucker off the edge. Hee.
Go you, billytea.
Annabel has another word--bayba for baby, though she uses it for older children, too. She pointed out all the baybas when DH took her to Target last night, and she came around to the computer while I had the scary pageant site up, and she pointed to the faces and said "bayba."
I'm impressed she can recognize them as human.
She sent me her phone number this morning. Methinks this could be a good sign.
Fortune favors the bold, bt. Go you!
Those pagent sites make me want to call Child Protective Services. And then bitch slap the mothers.
When my brother was a baby, he just loved seeing other babies. It was adorable. My mom bought him a baby doll for his first birthday and he was thrilled with it. Loved that doll.