'Underneath'
[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.
My mother is babysitting tonight.
This will be the first time both of us have left the house together without the girl.
Pictures, not of Lillian, but of her parents as wee humans: [link]
And one of her father at 20, because the Marcontell Males at a funeral is a pretty funny picture. Hint: Paul's the one in black.
I think I've just tried on everything in my closet, to try to find outfits for Rosh Hashana. (I need two modest dressy synagogue outfits, one modest semi-dressy synagogue outfit, and two family dinner outfits, which can be jeans with a nice shirt.) After trying at least twenty combinations, I think I found everything I need. Though I just realized that one of the skirts has a stain. Might need to switch some things around, again.
Hint: Paul's the one in black.
In that photo, he looks disturbingly like the lead singer for My Chemical Romance. Which makes me laugh and laugh and laugh.
You know, I sometimes forget he used to have perfectly straight, near-black hair. The rat.
That's the same school year that I originally met him, back when I thought he was gay.
Thanks sj, and yeah, sorry about the no pics for a while. I have just managed to get them on the hard drive. Maybe I'll try flickr one of these days.
Heck, I haven't even MET Issac yet! And I live here!
I'm sorry, but this is an ex-Aimee.
And understandably so.
It's 3:00 p.m.
My neighbor is supposed to be babysitting Annabel from 4:00 till Dylan gets home from work.
Her car is missing and has been all day.
This makes me very nervous.
She's got an hour, right?