Here is a photo from last night, taken by my friend Kevin.
Andi (WindSparrow) and I were taken out to dinner by Kevin and his wife Beverly.
[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.
Here is a photo from last night, taken by my friend Kevin.
Andi (WindSparrow) and I were taken out to dinner by Kevin and his wife Beverly.
Apropos of nothing, and I know I have asked that before, but that certainly can't be my children yelling out in the street, right?
My mother thought that once.
Well, actually, she and dad were sitting on the front porch, and I was in the back yard. As dad worked nights, we kids did NOT scream while playing. Turns out I had decided that pole vaulting over the sprinkler with a tent pole would be a, um, scream. The sharp end of the tent pole ended up in my thigh. So I had to scream again. With the result that in short order, I got packed into the family van, mom kneeling in front of me applying pressure, and dad driving 70 mph down residential streets to the hospital.
However in this case, clearly, it is someone else's kids making a youthful ruckus in public.
Daniel, Wind - you guys look so happy.
It's probably Leif.
I wouldn't put it past him.
Daniel, Wind - you guys look so happy.
Thanks. I know I am.
Daniel, Wind - you guys look so happy.
Thanks. I know I am.
I am happy as well, milady.
aww, andi has such a sweet face. So glad you guys found each other.
:: psssst Dan and Andi are mutually smitten -- pass it on
my hat is on . the weather is reasonably cool. I put on the gardening shoes. Now if only I could convince myself to walk out the door...
Hand me down my garden shoes,
Hand me down my hoe...
I don't want' to gooutside because I got the blues,
but I know it must be done, I got to hoe that row.
Hey now prepare yourself for the gardening... woman.