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.
Mememe:
Annabel could easily climb onto the couch at my childhood home. Ours is an eensy bit higher and has more slippery upholstery. This is leading to much toddler frustration. I'm not helping her. The instant she masters getting onto this couch, I can't store the remotes and my library books on the shelf behind it anymore, and I haven't figured out where else to put them yet.
The cat I thought was sick, possibly dying? Belongs to the neighbor across the road. Is perfectly healthy, though missing an eye, and its supposedly sickly behavior (e.g. not scatting when shoo'ed away) is just laziness and unflappability. Its name is Oreo. Apparently while we were gone it decided to claim our yard as its own.
I realized on the way home from errands today that the collar of my polo was rolled under on one side. I really wish my neighbor, the librarian, or the cashier at the store had been thoughtful enough to point it out. Maybe they didn't notice either....
See Great Write for an update on my writing contest experiences.
Remember those wedding reception invites I was complaining about a few months back? The friend and her brother who had each eloped and their mother was throwing them each a wedding reception? The people I hadn't seen in about a decade? Well I just received an invite for a baby shower for the same friend. I didn't attend either reception and my mother didn't either. She sent a gift from both of us so that I wouldn't have to spend the money. You think they would have gotten the hint.
Annabel could easily climb onto the couch at my childhood home. Ours is an eensy bit higher and has more slippery upholstery. This is leading to much toddler frustration. I'm not helping her. The instant she masters getting onto this couch, I can't store the remotes and my library books on the shelf behind it anymore, and I haven't figured out where else to put them yet.
enjoy it while you can. I went to the bathroom today and found Owen happily dialing the telephone. Everything at our house goes on top of the entertainment center now.
Annabel could easily climb onto the couch at my childhood home. Ours is an eensy bit higher and has more slippery upholstery. This is leading to much toddler frustration. I'm not helping her. The instant she masters getting onto this couch, I can't store the remotes and my library books on the shelf behind it anymore, and I haven't figured out where else to put them yet.
Aw, this sounds adorable. You know, from a distance.
Well I just received an invite for a baby shower for the same friend. I didn't attend either reception and my mother didn't either. She sent a gift from both of us so that I wouldn't have to spend the money. You think they would have gotten the hint.
I choose to believe that these invitations are also just announcements and no gift is required.
I am home and have, while waiting for the whole doctor thing on Thursday, partaken of my Teppy-approved (okay, she didn't approve so much as not tell me that I was crazy insane and tell me to call Poison Control, ergo approval) ritual. Dumb-ass minor drugs have been consumed. I have a pear cider. Baths to follow. And the whole season of SG:A is taping. Life is tolerable.
I went to the bathroom today and found Owen happily dialing the telephone. Everything at our house goes on top of the entertainment center now.
Things Leif has done while I've gone to the bathroom:
Gotten into the refrigerator, grabbed a carton of eggs and started smashing them on the floor.
Taken the sprayer on the kitchen sink and covered the kitchen in water.
Used a barstool to get into an upper cabinet, stolen a bag of candy, find a hiding place, and stuffed self with candy.
Poured numerous liquids on his head.
Used a barstool to get into an upper cabinet, grabbed a can of cooking spray and covered the kitchen floor with said spray. This resulted in a nasty surprise when I went into the kitchen.
Grabbed ketchup bottle and started to try to squeeze out contents onto floor.
Grabbed maple syrup bottle and managed to squeeze contents onto carpet.
Numerous incidents with diaper rash cream spreading, dresser emptying, and shelf clearing.
We had pretty neat parties. But they weren't huge.
It's fun to get creative and do it at home, especially if the birthday child gets involved. Ben had a Harry Potter party one year and we made a Sorting Hat cake, and banners for each house, and paper candles we hung from fishing line from beams in our ceiling (so they looked like they were floating). Jake had a Survivor party one year, and we had all kinds of outdoor challenges for them to do, and camo face painting (which they did themselves). I made palm leaves and bark out of construction paper and stapled them to the wooden posts on the patio/former carport. Never let either of them invite more than ten kids, though.
I went to the bathroom today and found Owen happily dialing the telephone. Everything at our house goes on top of the entertainment center now.
Sara tries to answer the phone. And has learned to move chairs or other things to use as steps to get up high. It's like, "Go, you're so creative and resourceful!" and "Damn, you're so friggin' unstoppable and resourceful" all at once.
Oh man. Leif and Sara should never meet. She's obsessed with chocolate syrup, which she gets out of the fridge and tries to chug.
Things Leif has done while I've gone to the bathroom:
I'm. Never. Peeing. Again.
::crosses legs
::dabs SuperGlue betwixt knees
I have NO PITTY for you Miss Cass.
I SO would have hooked you up... if only you'd have let me.
::sniff sniff::
I just wanted to post this. It's from Bec about AS.
William, William, William, tears of joy. Of course! You have found someone that appreciates the whole William T Higgins, who is one of the most wonderfully romantic, caring, sweet, gentle, solid rocks that women like herself look for. You are one in a billion. There are very few people as gentlemanly and sweet and intelligent etc out there. She has probably had date after date with people that don't get her, don't treat her like a queen and you are fortunate enough that you haven't had to go through that. Not that you would want to be treated like a queen... I would however be interested to see how she deals with your family...
It really means a lot to me.
