My writing school, given that it's strictly a women's writing school, always has a basket of tampons and pads in the bathrooms, which always seemed so thoughtful and welcoming. "Hi, come on in! Kotex?"
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.
Jess, you are bringing back some memories. Yonks ago when I was temping, I worked a lot of different offices in Indy. And the place that had the tampons and kleenex in the decorative containers for their employees in the restroom? Treated me the best outside the restroom.
I swear it looks like I'm a floppy-haired, jaded rentboy.
Are you saying this like it's a bad thing? ~looks a pic again~ Cause I'm not seeing the bad here.
Okay, I'm gonna be quiet now before you think I'm stalking you or something.
Forgot special hugs for Trudy for your losses. I'm so sorry.
I agree, they should be a federally funded thing. Obviously, women do not run this place.
one of our krav instructors is teaching in San Antonio this week. Maybe if you yelled real loud?
Maybe if I yelled real loud what, he'd come krav me? :)
Maybe if I yelled real loud what, he'd come krav me? :)
Well, if you yell "VB sucks! PERL rocks!" he will. I'd advise "Help!" And if you really want to make it exciting, start listing weapons.
Must. Stop. Decorating.
Apartment-ma, Aimee.
Jon Stewart sprogged! I guess that makes the rerun ok.
David! That's wonderful news -- congratulations!
Burrell, I posted this in LJ, but you might not have seen it. Did Franny have night terrors? I've gotten some good advice so far, but would like as much as I can get.
I'm not sure I'd recognize night terrors from night mares, but she definitely has night mares sometimes, wakes up crying from them. My friend's daughter is the same way.
My m.o. is to try to calm her, but she usually fights me off and just screams. I have great luck with the pacifier. When she calms down a bit I hold her until she falls asleep again.
Teh Tep? Teh sex-ay hair.
which always seemed so thoughtful and welcoming. "Hi, come on in! Kotex?"I give huge bonus points for this. Frankly it's the one time that I don't want to have to be prepared. I usually am but the times not? Freaking bliss not to have to sweat it.
Home~ma to the Miracleborns.
I should be tipsy but am not. Which is actually good cause I have zee bath to bomb now. But still odd since I had a glass of wine more than I had planned. Actually a martini pre-wine but it counts out the same. It was all currant-flavored and I was a basketcase. Seemed the perfect pairing. And now? Since Not!Drunk, bomb-y bath.
My cousin has hung on so far. I am going to head from the airport to home (to pick up my car) and then either hospital or her place depending on if she gets moved.
I frankly had hoped she would have let go by now. I don't think that there is anyone who hasn't been there to see her besides me. Well, at least not of those who would show. Anyway, I am heading there immediately after touchdown in the hopes that she can pass peacefully soon.
And day after tomorrow I call the Post Office to ask the deal on the package I sent ita. Because I have a bad enough rep for mailing without the Postal Service getting some action in on the side.ac
My aunt and I just drank some 12 yr. old Glenlivet.
Love my aunt.