Cordelia ,'Potential'
[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.
Sparky, those walks sound WONDERFUL. It helps that I'm something of a Maybeck fangirl.
They've been quite fun. Last week's walk sent us up the Rose Walk [link] and up to Maybeck Twin Drive, past the house Maybeck designed for himself after the Berkeley fires.
However, I'm thinking tonight might be a Victorian night.
Nicole: When I finally got my bad self and painful bladder to the offices of a licensed medical professional six weeks ago, they looked at me Very.Sternly. for not having come in immediately. Their message was that these things ascend into the body, and the more involved it gets, the worse off you become. By now you are probably full of antibiotics and on the road to health, so I'll just say: go buy a thermometer and take care of yourself, because we need your spicy goodness.
I imagine Conversation at House of P-C: Uncle, I respect the rules of your home where you have so very graciously allowed me to stay. However, it's important that I tell you that I do have good friends out there on the Internet. That time is valuable to me, and we chat about learned stuff that's sure to help me in life. Tomorrow, why don't I (make offer to take kids somewhere or volunteer to perform some desirable action).
Start with flattery and validation, insert personal wishes, finish up with a wee bribe. Make them feel good and your life gets a little easier. Me, know about managing guilt-tripping families? Why no.
snerk
Thank you! I hoped someone would appreciate that.
Start with flattery and validation, insert personal wishes, finish up with a wee bribe.
Ooh. You should put this on one of those shirts that are so popular these days.
Maybeck Connection: Bee and Beau Wed Here
I want a T-shirt that says that I Blame The Flying Monkeys.
Robin, I'm not Hec, but I like this shag.
Shag. Heheheheheheh!
t /inner twelve year old.
So, I just registered for a beginning sewing class at Joann's. It starts this Sunday and only meets for 2 days (3 hours each time). Look at me! All sewy!
Go, ChiKat!
There's also shag carpet, Fay. Which might explain a fucking lot about the '70s during which it was in vogue.
I'm looking forward to it. It should be fun and teach me how to use my sewing machine!!