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[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.
We're still friends, and she has her own life. And hey, it's a lot easier to be magnanimous when you've moved on too.Friends, check. Own life, grudgingly check. Moved on, ah. Yes, we've skipped a step somewhere. Life happens and we're often the others first call. It wasn't the plan and occasionally we do remember that it's outside the new and improved rules of life. And sometimes we don't. It's all good on paper of course.
Pretty and warm fire going. I think I sleep now for a bit.
Hey, guys.
Got back from the Lake last night. It was such a fun weekend -- a little chilly in the mornings, but gloriously sunny the rest of the time -- I even got a little pink on my face! The cottages were so fucking cute, and we had amazing privacy, and everything was great. We had a little crazy dance party with all us girls, and my bod is a little stiff and sore from shaking my ass with more abandon than usual.
BUT -- this morning, the first real morning of Spring Break? I am woken rom my It's Moday and Yet I Do Not Have to Be Up at the Butt Crack of Dawn and Teach coma to the maintenence guy telling me he's gotta get in a fix a leak in my tub's pipes. It's 9:30. They are very loud, and yo, three dudes traipsing in and out of my place and banging and cussing is not all that relaxing.
Pfft. On them.
You need him to cut a song called, "Remember your favorite niece Nicole--fondly--in your will."
Yeah, that's already taken care of. As long as I stick around to take care of her when she gets too old to take care of herself, I get it all when she passes. Which might actually be worth it if she were rich. I guess love is going to have to be enough of a reason.
Pretty and warm fire going. I think I sleep now for a bit.
Sleep~ma, Cass.
We had a little crazy dance party with all us girls, and my bod is a little stiff and sore from shaking my ass with more abandon than usual.
Welcome back, Erin. Sounds like you had a great time!
Pics from the Dressed To Kilt fashion show.
Oh, Nicole! That first picture is just priceless!
There was just a dog barking on TV. Toto went nuts and ran to the window and started barking. It was kinda cute.
Take a gander of the movie on this page of a cat being vacuumed.
She seems to handle it pretty well, doesn't she?
My dad used to take the dustbuster to the cats - they loved it.
My shoulder is frelled again.
This is not cool.
Oh, Suzi. I'm so sorry! You poor thing. You need a break.
Just got another call for Mr. [Emily's Last Name]. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL THEM SHE'S NOT MARRIED! Good grief.
Laundry is in the dryer. Hang up stuff is hung up. Grocery list is made. I am pooped. But also kind of antsy. Maybe it's time to pull out a new crochet project.
I enjoy when people ask for Mrs. [Tom'sLastName]. Or, Mr. [MyLastName] Nope, not here! I never answer the phone though.