Not sanity.
Smartassedness, perhaps.
'Shells'
[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.
Not sanity.
Smartassedness, perhaps.
That's ambitious smartassedness. 330 cars/penii in the potential scratch pool.
Skipping like a rock across a pond to vent somw stress over deciding whether we have to evacuate or not. And if so where to. Argh. At keast my MiL is out of town already.
Cardiac-ma for your mom, Astarte, and calm-ma for you.
Poor Sassy. I'm so sorry you've been dealing with so much.
Robin, get well soon!
Ditto to Cass with an added rrrrowl at the thought of Cass-tied-to-bed, despite my concern for her poor back.
Aimee, I hope you survive the day, and please call me when you get back.
ION, I love Saturdays so much that I would marry them wearing just about any dress. Or none at all.
Kristiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin!!
-t, stress ease-ma to you.
Astarte, healthma for your mom, and anti-stress-ma to you.
Who was pimping the show Slings and Arrows? I think it was Robin. Anyway, I TiVoed one and it was very interesting. It's set in and around a Shakespeare festival so it's loads of backstage drama and I think would be very familiar to a lot of folks here (juliana, Sophia...).
Thanks, Deena. Looks like we're going. Evacuating sucked so much last time, I really hope this time is better.
Cardiac~ma for your mother, Astarte.
Much cardiac ~ma for Astarte's mom.
Be safe, -t!