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.
I just taught the neighbor's dog a new game. We played Hush. He barks, I tell him, "Hush!" Lather, rinse, repeat. So I added a new twist, called hosetime! I won.
He's a pack animal, did he not figure out that I'm just a tad more alpha than he is? I mean, before I soaked him of course. 'Cause he definitely knows now.
Thirty seconds as hot as you can stand, two minutes as cold as you can stand, ten times in a row. It's easier if someone else does the water.
Also good for bruising. FWIW. Um, to get *rid* of bruising. To get bruising, well that is most everything else in my life.
I am drawing a steamy hot Epson bath right now.
To
get
bruising we could go back to "tying Cass to the chaise" if you'd like.
Why did I not plan this better, and when doing EIGHT loads of laundry, why did I put my mattress pad in the LAST load??
This does, however, ensure I am not going to bed and saying "I'll just get that load out of the dryer in the morning..."
But I wanted my house to be spotless and nice when MinnesotaGirl comes tomorrow, but....I'm thinking not gonna happen, right now...at least the clothes strewn about the apartment will be CLEAN ones, but...
I am drawing a steamy hot Epson bath right now.
I could be drawing a turtle or a pirate from a matchbook cover.
Instead, I'm going to bed as this thread draws to a close.
You know, Cass, plenty of dogs would find a soaking with the hose a reward rather than a deterrant.
I could be drawing a turtle or a pirate from a matchbook cover.
I wanna draw pirates.
I wanna go to art school.
I wanna find something interesting to finish this sentence with.
If wishes were fishes, Gollum'd be happy.
when MinnesotaGirl comes tomorrow
Yay!
DCJ, you brainwormed me with the turtle in a baseball hat... Curses.
plenty of dogs would find a soaking with the hose a reward rather than a deterrant.
Heh. It was meant as more of a "you shall COMPLY!" than a beatdown.
I think I owe the neighbors a carwash now though. I will use the "reward, not deterrant" argument!
edit: And while I am pretty certain I sprayed the neighbor's car, I am less certain that I actually hit the dog. It was dark...
Bath is ready!
hot/cold shower - that sounds like torture.
I had to hang up the coats, they hated being on the guest bed. I did not move the suitcase or the over stuffed backpac.
I drank rum and watched cooking shows.
DH is home. Deb just showed him a kitten . the kitten loved Matt. Deb is way sneaky.
The kitten is not here. Nor is chocolate. DH is willing to go to the 7-11, but they do not have good chocolate.
DH is now telling Percy ( our cat ) about the kitten.
Keep drinking rum, move NOTHING more.
Honestly. Friday I went to work and did the terribly strenuous task of moving from desk to desk (stand up, walk a couple of yards, sit down, plunk at computer, stand up, walk back, sit back down, plink away...) for about a half an hour and the ouched muscles? Tore. If you did hurt yourself, don't stress anything. If you didn't, the coats can be moved on Friday. It will still be before the wedding.
Hot/cold is icky. I do ice/heating pad or ice/hot bath grudgingly because I don't like the feel of icing. But I will do it.
How does Percy feel about the kitten?
I am all pink and woozy from the bath. I think I shall get things ready for bed, dip in one more time and then sleeeeeeeeep.
