You do look a little pregnant there, Cash. But it's the look of tired panic on your face that screams "Run! Run for your lives! I can't hold it in much longer!"
'Conviction (1)'
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.
pats Cashmere's belly
You look lovely. and round
Ready for two of 'em yet? I found that a big plus was that they distracted each other and made it easier to get things done. On the other hand, they learn to work as a pack for trouble making.
"Run! Run for your lives! I can't hold it in much longer!"
I swear, I was *just* saying that. DH likes to yell, "She's going to BLOW!"
On the other hand, they learn to work as a pack for trouble making.
So your advice is "divide and conquer"? Or something like that.
Nah, the good comes with the bad. The playing together is great, but sometimes they egg each other on into more trouble making than would happen individually. I get especially worried when they go off someplace and get really quiet.
Just glancing at that photo, I thought you had a small monkey on your shoulder.
Dammit! I just got myself a fudgsicle, popped it in my mouth... and it's an orange popsicle! Which is still tasty, but... can I still have a fudgsicle afterward, or will that just be needless gluttony?
Whoo.
Whoa. Though I'm almost tempted to try to make one of those purses.
Actually, I've got a cousin who used to make jewelry out of bottlecaps. I think I've still got a pair of Coca-Cola earrings somewhere. (They're clip-ons, since she made them for me before I got my ears pierced. She made regular ones, too, but they're so heavy that I really can't see wearing them for long.)
I've got a bunch of knitting magazines from the sixties somewhere around here. I saved them from being thrown away when my parents were cleaning out the garage once. Apparently, everyone in the sixties wore cable sweaters while sipping drinks on their yachts.
Cashmere, I think I agree with ita on your expression in that pic. Pretty kitchen, btw.
Nah, the good comes with the bad. The playing together is great, but sometimes they egg each other on into more trouble making than would happen individually. I get especially worried when they go off someplace and get really quiet.
This is why I don't have two dogs or two cats. One dog and one cat is fine, however, because they don't really egg each other on into anything. They mostly just bitch at each other.
Hopefully, I will get some good hours in the first two weeks of February.
Good hours ~ma, sj.