Stabby stab stab, Hec.
Jayne ,'Safe'
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.
Cashmere, that picture of Owen is priceless and must be saved for the inevitable wedding slideshow. Also, Olivia is just too cute.
Much stabbing headed towards Hec's bosses.
Aimee, I think you need a red dress, so that's not at all random.
I am home and wrapped in gauze. Currently, though, I have the lovely scarf over my head, just in case the postman comes. I'm expecting a fun package for Emily, and I don't want to scare the postman. I have scared Toto, though. He won't come near me and keeps barking at me.
I'm going to lunch. They'll have to play later.
Scare the postman. Scare the postman!
I have scared Toto, though. He won't come near me and keeps barking at me.Oh, poor Toto. When the kids were little, if I had to wear my cervical collar, it freaked them right out.
Hec, enjoy your lunch. I'm so sorry this is being drawn out like this. I just hope the drawing out leads to another month of insurance and a bigger severance.
Have a martini, Hec.
I have scared Toto, though. He won't come near me and keeps barking at me.
She's barking at the thing on your head, not you.
Or, if it is you, she's saying "VW! There's a THING ON YOUR HEAD!!!!!!"
And if possible, charge it to the company.
Poor Toto! Dogs can get so freaked out by new, unusual things.
Hec, have a great lunch (if possible).