amych, that house is perfect! I love all the colors of the rooms, the kitchen makes me want to weep for wanting, and the nerd hole is just begging to be pillowed ala One Thousand and One Nights in an Arabian orgy of silk and brass. Sigh. Alla the house belonga amych.

Hec does, indeed, give awesome back rubs. I'm one of the plank owners, though, who could have used heavy stones to beat the stiff out of my neck and shoulders. Still, it felt wonderful and it helped relax what could be relaxed, especially my arms which felt so wonderfully limp and relaxed when Hec was done. I should have used it as an excuse to have someone feed me by hand. Darn, must remember that for next year.

ND, may the visit be as quick and painless as a couple shots of Fernet can make them (if you can find it at the Dude Ranch, that is.)

Poor Toto. Though the headshaking and peeing and grumpitude do sound more like "Something went down the wrong ear tube and it was WET and COLD and it TICKLES and I can't believe you did this to me on purpose, you betrayer human you!" than actual illness.

eeeeeee! bunnybunnybunnybunnybunny

Bunnies are just some of the best, most irritating, most comical, freakiest little mammals around. Two tips from my own bunny-ownerhood:

(1) If it's a wee baby bun at this point, hold it lots. Make Brendon and Brendon and Bobby hold it lots. When people drop by to visit, make them hold it. Make it spend almost its every waking moment cradled in human arms. That way, its whole life it'll associate the big tall walky creatures with petting and chin-skritching and comfort, and it'll be hugely less likely to be skittish or bitey or the kind of rabbit that makes the vet sigh and grit her teeth when you walk in and take it out of the carrier.

(2) Get it fixed as soon as the vet says it's safe. Un-fixed boy bunnies spray more stenchily than cats, plus they try to hump everything in sight, and un-fixed girl bunnies are just generally grumpy. Fixed bunnies always seem mildly relieved that the madness of sex-seeking has been taken away from them, and they spend their lives peacefully digging and chewing and hopping around with the expressions of very contented eunuch monks.

eeeeeeeee bunnybunnybunnybunnybunny!

We have a bunny. The boys named it Trogdor.

BWAH!

Bunnies are just some of the best, most irritating, most comical, freakiest little mammals around.

Add the words 'plotting' and 'evil' and that about sums up living in a house with Clovis.

Jilli, look! Not a coffin, but cute!

Um. I'm so very very way behind. Get well as quick as possible-ma to Beej, as well as work-things-out-well to you and Fella. You are indeed a brave little soldier to have gone on as long as this with *mono*! As well as begin a promising new relationship.

-t, I didn't get to spend near as much time with you as I'd have liked, and never actually did meet, so as to exchange names at least, with your DH. But it's quite clear your MIL needs a gentle cluesticking, and you deserve all the ice cream in the world.

I know I saw Laura, but we never got to actually talk, much less hug. I feel the lack, most keenly. (waving) Hi, Laura!

Likewise, I feel like I hardly got to see Nicole at all. But I will check out the Red (mumbleforgotsomething) Vanilla Rooiboos tea, just for curiosity's sake.

Hec does indeed give nice shoulder rubs, and I will from now on hear any impassioned post of JZ's in the "cephalopods" voice.

Yay! for JenP. That's a fabulous milestone, and you deserve the treat of your choice, too.

So far, no Ick. This pleases me. But then I seem to have missed the snoggage, so it balances out.

Bunnies!!

amych, I adore your house. I need a green library and a nerd hole.

I also need coffee, and I think its done brewing. Yay!

I, so far, have steared clear of the Ick, but I have been wicked tired all week. I wonder if my body's fighting it off. I'm trying to sleep a lot so maybe that will keep it away.

Bunnies!!

(okay, that part can be said twice.)

Oooh. Great site, Bev.

I absolutely love this dress.

X-post with Natter, cause Bitches is more active right now:

Anyone speak better French than me?

Is porte verrouillée the proper phrase for "locked door"?

Erin, my high school French is long gone. I know you've got "porte" right, but the other? No clue.

I Babelfished it, but I know Babelfish sometimes smokes the monkeycrack, so I wanted fresh eyes.