Trudy, all my sympathy to you and yours.
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.
Trudy, you and yours are in my thoughts.
{{{{{Trudy and family}}}}}
Oh, Trudy. {{{}}} x infinity.
Trudy, I'm so sorry for your losses.
((((Trudy))))) and your family, as well.
Yes, even though I am the soul of patience (comes of moving at a glacial pace when it comes to accomplishment or decision), I grow antsy at waiting for the Olivia pictures. Olivia and Owen pictures. The O-babies family pictures. Wannem. Trying not to be naggish.
Cass, I'm glad for the cathartic, but now want you hydrated inside and out, love.
Anybody have a nice, dry, solitary cave I can use for a few days? A cave with wifi and digital cable, say?
((Trudy)) I'm so sorry for your loss.
When I was reading through hockey blogs the other day I ran across a story about a guy who was drafted but decided not to play hockey so he could study to become an actuary. I can't for the life of me find the article now, but he sounded enthusastically geeky explaining what an actuary was does.
It made me think of the Buffistas and all the actuaries we have.
Hey, all.
Trudy, honey, that sucks so badly. How awful. I hope you get through the next little while with a minimum of awfulness.
Meara, honey, so sorry about last night! Although it's a little giggle-worthy. (I accidently called meara last night -- yeah, I never delete phone#'s from my cell -- when I was trying to drunk-dial another friend of mine.)
It was nice talking to you for a couple of seconds! Even though it was mostly "Who?! ACK! Omigod, sorry? Um, how are you? OKbye!"
Anybody have a nice, dry, solitary cave I can use for a few days? A cave with wifi and digital cable, say?I've got a place in San Diego where you are welcome... IJS.
Breakfast was had. Lots of water, coffee and good food. Feel fantastic again.
"Who?! ACK! Omigod, sorry? Um, how are you? OKbye!"snerk
Trudy, pinged S for you. He's sad for you and your losses.