Job-ma, Nora!
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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.
Job-ma, Nora!
I need a dress for a late afternoon/evening thing in a few weeks. What do people think of this [link] ,
this [link]
or this [link]
I won't even let the dentist use toothpaste when cleaning my teeth, such is my hatred of mint and my fear of the gag reflex.
And you think your DH & I are craxy for not liking shellfish? What.evah.
I have never had a mojito. This seems wrong. Should remedy. Can I get somebody to make one extra-lime-y? (Lime was one of the ingredients, wasn't it? Or do I now sound moronic?)
Job-ma and school-ma, Nora!
Car-ma, Kristen!
And So I Married an Axe Murderer is One of the Bestest Movies Evah.
And So I Married an Axe Murderer is One of the Bestest Movies Evah.
Amen.
I need a dress for a late afternoon/evening thing in a few weeks. What do people think of this
I think all three are really lovely, but I think the plain red might be the one to best transition to evening.
Leif came up with a new expression. I did something he thought was funny (putting square pieces of sandwhich in a bowl as opposed to tripping over a vaccum has getting accidentally sprayed in the eyes with Lysol), and he told me "You cracked my tummy".
Did I mention I'm kind of sad and scared about finally completing this divorce? It's a tough morning.
(((Kristin)))
Amen.
Me three.
And it was nearly the only thing the writer ever did. Does common wisdom credit Mike Myers or Tommy Schlamme with making it as good as it was?
I *adore* this picture: [link]