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Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!  

[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.


Steph L. - Dec 28, 2005 10:44:10 am PST #1953 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

*I* want a Man-pony!

I'll just bet you do.

I'd be the best Man-pony owner EVER.


Fay - Dec 28, 2005 10:45:03 am PST #1954 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

You could lather him up and rub him down and put him through his paces and ride him all night long.

Er. Or something.


Topic!Cindy - Dec 28, 2005 10:53:51 am PST #1955 of 10001
What is even happening?

It's liveable. We went for over three years with just the very crummy shower in the basement. I cheer you on! You can do it!
Yeah. That's the attitude. We can do it.
Also, watch for close-out paint at Home Depot. When they sell the mistakes, you can get good paint for $5 a gallon. I don't want to think about how many cans of paint I have in the basement from when I discovered this fact and went bonkers, but suffice it to say, I managed to get a few room's worth. (Mind you, we have 10x10 bedrooms, so one can does a whole bedroom with two coats AND leaves enough for touch ups.)

Good tip, that would definitely do Julia's room. Part of the problem is that Scott hates painting the way I hate having episiotomies. In the past, it's been my job to remind him that it's really worth the money for him, to get a painter. That's right out. But I don't mind painting. Once my mother moves out, I don't see why I can't put the boys in my mother's room, and paint a couple of hours a day, while Chris is at school.

This bonus was supposed to go to storm windows, and the balance was going to go into an account to save for eventually getting new kitchen cabinets/counter/floor, and a stove, and you know, Christmas. We did Christmas fine. We just skipped ourselves, and neither of us really cares about that. Santa gave them about what he usually does. Our gifts to them were significantly less, but we explained that up front, and they were sweet about it. The kitchen sucks, but whatever. That's a someday thing.

Sweet kid story: Ben has about a hundred bucks, right now. When we were car shopping, he offered it to give it us, to help out.


beth b - Dec 28, 2005 11:04:26 am PST #1956 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

aww... good for Ben.


sj - Dec 28, 2005 11:07:13 am PST #1957 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Awww, that's a good kid you're raising, Cindy.


Topic!Cindy - Dec 28, 2005 11:08:39 am PST #1958 of 10001
What is even happening?

Yeah, it kind of made me teary, because he's had a love affair with money, akin to Emmett's or Anya's, ever since he figured it out. Most of that money is his clear-pee money. When my mother first moved in, he was at the height of his blood in urine phase, and every time he peed, with no blood present, my mother would give him a buck. After a week or so, she started giving him a fixed amount, a day. It was just something sweet she did, to take his mind off of the medical side of it, and make him laugh. So that he offered it up so quickly, was really kind of allergy inducing, for me. Still, I think he was mighty relieved when we didn't take him up on his offer.


sj - Dec 28, 2005 11:10:30 am PST #1959 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Crying now. That is very sweet of your mother. Medical stuff is so difficult for kids.


Jessica - Dec 28, 2005 11:12:28 am PST #1960 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

That is so sweet. Awww.

Things I have acquired this holiday season -- fingerless gloves (present from my little brother) and big fuzzy hat! (bought today on sale -- marked down to $18 from $42). It's VERY BIG and fuzzy.


Fay - Dec 28, 2005 11:13:20 am PST #1961 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

Damn. That's VERY sweet indeed. You did good with your boy, there.


P.M. Marc - Dec 28, 2005 11:13:48 am PST #1962 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Our gifts to them were significantly less, but we explained that up front, and they were sweet about it.

And in the end, they get a ride-along DVD player! So it all works out, and they are rewarded for their sweetness and virtue.

Part of the problem is that Scott hates painting the way I hate having episiotomies. In the past, it's been my job to remind him that it's really worth the money for him, to get a painter. That's right out. But I don't mind painting. Once my mother moves out, I don't see why I can't put the boys in my mother's room, and paint a couple of hours a day, while Chris is at school.

I love painting. I am sad that we don't, at the moment, have anything to paint. Stupid country between us!