Trudy, I'm so sorry for your losses.
You two carried me through that war. Now I need you to carry me just a little bit further. If you can.
Tracy ,'The Message'
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.
lisah - Feb 05, 2006 9:39:24 am PST #7709 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
Beverly - Feb 05, 2006 10:00:14 am PST #7710 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
((((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?
askye - Feb 05, 2006 10:03:26 am PST #7711 of 10001
Thrive to spite them
((Trudy)) I'm so sorry for your loss.
askye - Feb 05, 2006 10:07:27 am PST #7712 of 10001
Thrive to spite them
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.
Strix - Feb 05, 2006 10:11:55 am PST #7713 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
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!"
Cass - Feb 05, 2006 10:26:41 am PST #7714 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
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.
Cass - Feb 05, 2006 10:27:52 am PST #7715 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Oh, and Apple stores rock. I am not even cranky about being led into a mall right now. Cause I have checked e and b.org... Thus contentment.
ChiKat - Feb 05, 2006 10:35:19 am PST #7716 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
{{Cass}} So sorry about your cousin.
{{Trudy}} Love, that's too much too soon.
- ************
Cass, yay! for your new BF, Portland. I've never been there and you make it sound like I should go sometime.
I am at work today. I was here yesterday, too. There's too much to do and not enough damn time.
Sean K - Feb 05, 2006 10:36:32 am PST #7717 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Cassie, you have my thoughts and sympathies too.
Cashmere - Feb 05, 2006 10:50:03 am PST #7718 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
{{{Trudy}}} I'm so sorry for your loss.
Cindy, you can forward that pic. I've gotten a nap and Owen is playing nicely so I'm going to try to upload. I can't get over how much Liv looks like her big brother in his baby pics.
He's sort of getting used to her being around. He knows he's not to climb on top of me while I have her in my lap but when I'm nursing, he'll crawl up and snuggle into whatever arm I happen to have free. And he also climbs up onto the dining room table to watch her in her bouncy seat, too.
Camera may have been found. This shouldn't take too long.