'Safe'
[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'm drinking tea. I went into the office to work. Really, I'm not playing here. There was both coffee and tea and I decided on tea. I'm a fan of both.
No pancakes for me. Back on low carb again. Brendon is doing that and it makes it easier if I play along.
Back to work with Wait Wait to entertain.
How's your back, beth? Also, how are your Mississippi relatives doing?
No pancakes for me. Back on low carb again. Brendon is doing that and it makes it easier if I play along.
You two are so cute.
I moved Andi's pin on the Buffista map.
Two months ago today we arrived back here.
Awwwwwww...
I think it's been too long since I had visitors. In the absence of other people, Ozzie is now trying to convince me that I abuse him, and therefore I should protect and pet him.
It's kind of fun to watch, actually.
I get that from Legion occasionally also. Not right now, as he's dealing with his sibling jealously by having a major catnip bash.
He's thrilled we have guests, as he's a very social cat. Plus, one of the guests (our longtime friend) doesn't like cats, so he's a special project for Legion.
Mallory just said "da-da" to his father while they were playing. I know it's an accident of sounds, but I'm going to be hearing about it for a very long time.
Mallory just said "da-da" to his father while they were playingAwww, how cute. Even random, accidental noises can "mean" something if you ::jazzhandswavingmadly:: want them to. Cute Mal stories...
I was woken up by a wee little earthquake in TJ last night. But, because it was not a school night, I just slept in all that much longer.
Someone should bring me pancakes, or waffles, or breakfast. I desperately need to go grocery shopping again but I fear it would be bad for my back to try it this weekend. My fidelity to Trader Joe's is about to be sorely tested by the fact that Vons will deliver..
I had a dream last night that I was playing with Lilybean, who was the age she is now, and was talking to me in complete, intelligible sentences, and carrying on a conversation with me. I turned to Plei and said "Oh my god, Lily can talk!" And Plei said "No, she can't." I said "She's talking TO ME!!" And Plei said "That's crazy."
And so I just started talking to Lily, instead. "Your mama doesn't think you can talk, because she's just not listening to you."
Lily: "I know, and it's driving me crazy! I think I should have just started with 'mama' or 'dada' instead of full sentences."
So, Plei -- is Lily conversing at an advanced level yet, and you just haven't told us? You know I have prophetic dreams....
(Of course, I also dreamed that Special Forces recruited me, and that I was hula-hooping with Rebecca Lizard.)