Marco: Do we look reasonable to you? Mal: Well. Looks can be deceiving. Jayne: Not as deceiving as a low down dirty... deceiver.

'Out Of Gas'


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Stephanie - Mar 13, 2006 1:14:26 pm PST #3373 of 10001
Trust my rage

Well, the second one's easy - I'm looking forward to visiting my brother and his wife over Easter. Ellie and I are going to surprise my parents, who will also be visiting. It will be a chance to see most of my dada's side of the family before we leave.

As for a spring day, I'm not too sure. However, it's been over 80 here the last few days and my morning and evening walks keep reminding me so much of last year late spring/early summer. I was near the end of my pregnancy and feeling it, but I was exicted and it was so beautiful outside. We have tons of great songbirds here and the flowers are gorgeous.


esse - Mar 13, 2006 1:22:06 pm PST #3374 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

David, this will cheer you up: I got my hair cut this weekend.

1) Remembrance of a favorite spring day.

Walking in the woods in New Zealand. Bliss.

2) Something you're looking forward to in the next month.

SPRING BREAK OMG.


katefate - Mar 13, 2006 1:25:55 pm PST #3375 of 10001
Frail my heart apart and play me a little Shady Grove

I hope vw and Trudy get to feeling better. At least enough to get them to work. I would probably fret about missing too much also. I just wish you could get well guilt-free.

Remembrance of a favorite spring day:

I love spring, so there are many. But there was one early spring day from which my springlove sprang. My sister and I were enamored of spring flowers and loved to pick them. One day we picked more than we should have, and instead of scolding us, Mom told us to divide them into bouquets and wrap each in damp paper towels. Then she took us around to the homes of elderly ladies from our church. We laid a bouquet on the doorstep, rang the bell, and ran back to car. Our mom would speed off before they could see who had brought the posies. We did that until we ran out of bouquets.

It was something Mom had done on May Day when she was a girl. Mary and I continued to do secret bouquets for a couple of years after that, just one or two for ladies who lived in walking distance.

Something you're looking forward to in the next month:

Getting my taxes done so that I'll know if I have enough funds to attend the F2F.

Good idea, Hec! It's been very Mondayish here too. Had to talk a colleague in off the ledge (not literally). A happy memory is welcome.

The toxic boss link has been sent to my umfriend in honor of the narcissist she works for.

SA pretty


billytea - Mar 13, 2006 1:30:15 pm PST #3376 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

1) Remembrance of a favorite spring day.

Faunapalooza!

2) Something you're looking forward to in the next month.

I'm going to Canberra this coming weekend for my sister's wedding. My older brother gets out of prison this week too, so I'll be seeing him for the first time since M's funeral, and he should be pretty clear-headed. Of course, sister is still loopy, but the guy she's marrying is a good bloke. My nephew adores him.


Sparky1 - Mar 13, 2006 1:35:38 pm PST #3377 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

I can't think of a specific Spring day memory, but next month the DH and I are meeting my sister and her family in Yosemite, so I'll get to spoil a niece and nephew while enjoying the great outdoors.


DavidS - Mar 13, 2006 1:41:01 pm PST #3378 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

David, this will cheer you up: I got my hair cut this weekend.

Hell yeah! Looks great on you, SA. Thank you!

I'll contribute as well.

Spring Day: Second semester of my junior year in college I got buried under late papers and had to fight and fight to finish everything. It was a six week blur of all-nighters and extensions and the day I turned the last paper in I remember walking back along middle-path and all this pressure lifted off me. I looked up for the first time in it seemed like forever and it was Spring. Mid-morning sun warmed everything and cast dappled shadows on the path, flower were in bloom, and the breeze was in my face and I just felt so happy and free.

Looking forward to: Baseball starting! I get a whole section of the newspaper back. For me, it's like cracking open a big, amazing novel loaded with characters and suspense and incident and right now I'm just in the foreward and list of characters.


esse - Mar 13, 2006 1:42:46 pm PST #3379 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

You're welcome. :)


Vortex - Mar 13, 2006 1:43:37 pm PST #3380 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Spring Day -- Yesterday. Walking down the street in Paris with one of my best friends in the world, talking about nothing, eating a really good sandwich from a street vendor and enjoying a gorgeous, sunny day.


DavidS - Mar 13, 2006 1:45:40 pm PST #3381 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

You're welcome. :)

Do you like it? It's adorable. I don't think I've seen it that short on you before.

Spring Day -- Yesterday. Walking down the street in Paris with one of my best friends in the world, talking about nothing, eating a really good sandwich from a street vendor and enjoying a gorgeous, sunny day.

Anytime you can write "Yesterday. Walking down the street in Paris..." you've got an excellent start on a memorable spring day.

Note to self: sandwiches and spring days seem to work well together.


Steph L. - Mar 13, 2006 1:45:57 pm PST #3382 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

SA! Nice haircut!!!!!!

1) Remembrance of a favorite spring day.

There's no real specific one -- just, when I think Spring, and Yay, I think of the first softball practice of the year, even though we're all out of shape and sore and stiff and it's still kind of cold and almost always muddy, but it doesn't matter because softball means that the winter is over over over, even if it gets cold again one last time, winter really is on the way out, and what's more, winter KNOWS it's on the way out, and even the mud smells good, all rich and fertile and loamy.

2) Something you're looking forward to in the next month.

SA is coming up this weekend -- YAY!