Happy Birthday Owen!
I like Carob. Not as a substitute for chocolate, but for its own flavor. In thuis, I am a freak, I'm well aware.
Oh, sorry about the kids, Laura and Betsy. I hope these incidents are learning experiences.
Saffron: You're a good man. Mal: You clearly haven't been talking to anyone else on this boat.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
-t - Apr 11, 2006 7:53:24 am PDT #8647 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Lee - Apr 11, 2006 7:53:53 am PDT #8648 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Ugh, Laura, and Betsy. I hope you can import some common sense soon.
Aimee, I think your office people must have talked to my ex-office people. They tried to make those rules for everyone in the firm.
Lee - Apr 11, 2006 7:54:48 am PDT #8649 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Hec and/or JZ, when are you going to Vegas?
-t - Apr 11, 2006 7:55:59 am PDT #8650 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
That sounds like a VP with not enough work of his/her own.
Aims - Apr 11, 2006 7:56:52 am PDT #8651 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Aimee, smite them. DO IT!
May every shirt they put on have stain right on the left boob, and the more they try to get it out, the darker and bigger it gets.
Nora Deirdre - Apr 11, 2006 7:59:03 am PDT #8652 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
AWESOME. It's been so long since I've seen an Empress smiting. I forgot how brilliant they are.
DCJensen - Apr 11, 2006 8:00:49 am PDT #8653 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Laura and Betsy, I hope things get better. Laura, I hope the kid who threatened the other kid got a stiffer suspension.
Owen, Happy Birthday!
I'm having a day off because I work Saturday. So much to do...like taxes...
Laura - Apr 11, 2006 8:01:05 am PDT #8654 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Of course if my wife has it the way she wants, he will be home schooled until college.
I did home school him for a while and it was pretty easy since he does get stuff so quickly. The main reason he is in the public school system now is their gifted program. The gifted teachers are wonderful. Also, he does love his sports and could end up with a scholarship in basketball like his dad, which would rock. We were debating letting him go to this huge HS in Fort Lauderdale because they always go to state and the coach is a friend of DH. Now he has me concerned that he is too deficient in street smarts to go to that rough a school. The schools in Lauderdale really rougher than Palm Beach.
I may have him go here his first year and if he does well in sports and doesn't do stupid shit let him transfer to a bigger program later. He doesn't understand that he is not going to start on the High School team as a freshman. His dad and I know better. He'd be lucky to warm the bench as a freshman.
This whole child raising thing is tough. (thank you for letting me blab since I can't focus on work)
SailAweigh - Apr 11, 2006 8:01:40 am PDT #8655 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Aimee, I think you need to find reasons why each and every piece of paper on your desk needs to go through the VPs. "It's such-and-such project, you asked to be kept informed of this! It requires your signature for approval! You need to cut a check! It's your time to die!" Etcetera. Then, all the paper will be on their desks and you may mock to your heart's desire.
erikaj - Apr 11, 2006 8:02:20 am PDT #8656 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
I'm sorry if I sounded like a foul-mouthed jerk yesterday , Gud. I just hate to think of you feeling so picked-on and everything...makes me get mad *for* you, even though I know most people don't really appreciate that. But I hate to see good dads feel bad about themselves. Cause I didn't get one...not really, so I want to treat the ones I know like...condors or something. But nobody asks the condors, either, do they?