Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
I'm sorry, Gris.
Man, I wish I had the wherewithal to get a degree in horticulture.
Have you thought about becoming a Master Gardener, Spidra? That takes a fair amount of time, but little money.
I'm in shock - not because she's "too young" or something like that, but because in my mind, she is still 12.
My college roommate came through here last week, looking at colleges with her daughter, who, in my head, cannot possibly be old enough to be a junior in high school. I'm suspecting a time warp.
I understand, Andi. Though it is sometimes hard for me to accept that some people are not entertained by horse's heads in people's beds, I've come to understand that my thing about The Thing is hardly universal, for instance...nor is the thing where I like to sit around on Sunday nights and watch people catch murders and buy drugs, although Corwood has that one, too.
"Nothing happens!"
"I know! Isn't it cool?"
Good suggestion, Ginger. I looked into it a bit and there's a lot of competition to enter that program. I need to get a bit more practical experience under my belt before they'd consider me to be enough of an asset to be worth training. But it's good you reminded me. I need to look at their page and see if there are any events coming up.
I've thought about becoming a Master Gardener myself, but right now my own yard is a disaster area. I need to take a machete to the back "yard" before I think of taking on anything else.
Job ~ma to Hec!
I love horror movies but I don't force people to sit through them with me. Mostly because I like to watch them alone or with other horror movie buffs. It's not as much fun, otherwise.
ION ~ I'm very happy. It looks like I won't be serving anyone in the office Basketball Servitude Pool after all. Pretty Boy's team beat my team on Saturday night and now he's the one in the apron. Or collar, if I get my way...
Gris, I'm sorry to hear about you and Gerswin Girl.
Feel better, Anne.
Have a great day, vw!
Nicole, I can't imagine any of my coworkers in a collar.
My husband is probably going to resign today. Hard decisions about what to cut from the budget, here we come!
Lots of Job-ma for Hec.
((Gris))
Adding a get better Anne and a ((Sparky and DH)).
I can't imagine any of my coworkers in a collar.
Pretty Boy and I... we have a bit of a history outside of the office so he's not just a co-worker. I've imagined him in eyeliner and all kinds of outfits so a collar isn't that big of a stretch. Not that I'd really do that at work...
Best wishes to both you and your DH, Sparky. I hope everything works out as well as it possibly can.
I'm in my new student-teaching classroom. 6th graders. Much nicer facilities than my high school, so I have a network connection for my laptop - yay!
My new cooperating teacher is a bit of a bitch - she complains about her students a lot. To me. She's okay to them.
I think I need to come to terms with the fact that it is too long for my torso
Oh, I like it though. Don't feel bad--turns out that now my corset is slightly too big for me. Which would normally be all, "yay, you've lost two inches around your waistline" but is really "crap, I dropped 200 on this gorgeous piece of clothing and now it cinches all the way when I know I could lose at least another half of my breath intake." Still, it is a beautiful corset. The color looks great on you.
I have no thoughts on gardening, other than I wish campus gardens would come fix the muddy, unattractive pool of bird shit that is passing for my dorm's front lawn.
I am eating garlic hummus & pita chips from TJ's, and so far, this has been a passably good day. Let's hope the trend continues.