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[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.
vw, that is a very cuddly looking blanket. No wonder your nephew looks like he's sleeping so soundly.
Steph, you do more than enough; no beating yourself up allowed or we'll come stage an intervention. I am sorry that your father's health problems won't just magically go away, though I wish they would, for the both of you.
Congrats to you, your son, daughter-in-law and soon to be grandbaby, Sail! What a happy looking family.
Woohoo! (sings) Let's hear it for the boy, let's give the boy a hand!I watched Footloose this morning.
Am home. Am gronk. Am IBS-y and feeling like I wish I would just toss my cookies and be done with it. I also wish I had cookies though actually eating, nsm.
I watched Footloose this morning.
The guy sleeping in church and in the council meeting is my Hubby! I'm only two degrees from Kevin Bacon!
How cool. I wish I had known that when I was watching it. Though I had fun with just the regular mocking. Turns out the exBF knows every single line. Basically a font of really really useless information. With a nice cd collection. Which I stole for the day to rip stuff I have on cassette but not in iTunes.
vw, what a cute blanket for such a cute baby!
Congratulations to your son, Sail.
Yay wedding pics, Sail!
I'm contemplating what to do...I was planning to get a few things done today, but woke up with cramps and sore muscles from working out the other day. Ouch. So I just watched some TiVo'd reruns of ER for a few hours.
And I'm still beating myself up about not hitting on that girl last night. I mean, who knows if/when I'll see her again? I put up a craigslist ad, but it seems no one reads them. Sigh.
He's just really frustrated that things keep going wrong with his health. Understandably so. It's just hard for me to not feel like it's my responsibility to make everything better.
I'm sorry, Tep. That's a rough situation to be in, for both of you.
I am now beating ( mentally, from afar) DH's family. WE had heard nothing about his mom since yesterday afternoon. Matt left messages with all of them. Finally, I got on the phone - luckily the first phone number I called got an answer. Mom is doing much better. dramatic improvements, but still in the hospital. Improved enough that the brother I spoke to didn't go to the hospital today, but went to work. He apologized for no one getting in touch- but I twisted the guilt screws a bit. I had guessed that things were improveing - but that niggiling doubt ...
Andi is sleeping. I am enjoying a piece of Gruyère cheese, one of those little 6-piece (3.5 oz) wheels, we bought at the dollar store on our outing today.
Just a lazy day after driving through many types of rain. In January. in Minnesota.
Weird.
He apologized for no one getting in touch- but I twisted the guilt screws a bit. I had guessed that things were improveing - but that niggiling doubt ...I'm thinking the guilt screws were appropriate.
I am feeling really terrible again. Re-dosed the meds a few minutes ago, so hopefully it will improve and not leave me brain dead soon. I should have got the extended warranty on my body.
But I am watching the Daytona 24-hour race and six hours ago (watching delayed) Paul Tracy was in the lead, though I think they are getting ready to swap drivers. It's chock full of my favorite drivers this year. Quite the star-studded event. At least I have something shiny to watch...