Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[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.
I'm so sorry about the purse stuff, askye. That's so frustrating.
Can you check your bank account online and see if your debit card or credit cards have been used? If they haven't, you may be able to hold off a day to see if the purse shows up.
How much stuff does it hold? Do have to chop the food up into smallish pieces to get it in the cup?
There's a small cup and a big cup. We don't use the small cup much, but the big cup holds quite a bit (two cups, maybe). It also comes with a full blender for bigger projects. Here's the website: [link] (I'm such a pusher)
looks charming, if not a bit meek and cute, in that Dot Wacko way
Fay, could I trouble you for a postcard from Egypt, as well? I've never had one from Egypt.
kicks sand, bats eyelashes
I checked my account online this morning and nothing went through. I called the credit union, they have a branch in Wal Mart that's open until 3 so I can cancell the cards then if I have to. God I so don't want to go through this crap.
Also, I see the Magic Bullet at Target everytime I go over there and I'm occasionally tempted to buy it.
askye, have you taken a ride by the art park, to see if it's just lying there, by any chance?
I haven't, that's what I'm going to do after I go to Mom's. The event was in full swing when I left, but I did park near a few shops that were still open, so maybe someone took them in there.
In fact I'm heading over to Mom's right now to look at her place myself.
I hope you find it. Don't forget to check the "I'd never have left it there" places, like the fridge, and under the bathroom sink, and kitchen cabinets.
SA, I'm having trouble keeping you logged out of the board on my computer, so I just went in and changed your profile to "do not remember me" and then logged you out. I hope that works.
Someone make me do something useful. I need to be getting ready for Emily's party tomorrow (gotta make some cookies and do some picking up), but I just don't feel like moving. It's all dreary outside. I feel like crawling back into bed. And keep looking at fabric online. Silly me.
I'm at Mom's. No purse. So we're heading off to the park.
But I leave you with pictures of my pin and the exploding robot painting.
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I hope you find it somewhere, askye.
Meanwhile, I love both the painting and the pin. Very cool.