Backflung, -t.
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.
The DH, who has been hating his job (out of sheer boredom and the desire to feel SOMETHING about his job, I think), is all fanboy right now. He just got to talk to (or actually listen to) the undersea archaelogist who found Titanic.
The season has started and the Woods Hole and other archaelogists are back...I've told the DH to arrange a dinner with at least one of them. The one that's 6'2", nicely muscled, tan, and is a PhD with a great sense of humor.
Cash, yay for your good day. And I'm glad there's relief in sight for your back!
I'm blowing upa a raft for my first summer pool trip. I have a pump, but it's taking quite a while.
Oh, and Raq, can I come to that dinner? Yum.
Back to you, Sparky.
Sure, Erin! This guy's dreamy, but I'm woman enough to share him.
Fresh baby toes! Get 'em while they're hot.
And the Great Hair Disaster of Aught Six Part I and Part II
Ded now. Even the disastrous hair is cute to the nth power.
I've been known to wear that same 'do. Out in public, even.
Also? Those are some fine babies you made!
The succulent baby toes of Olivia Rose! Aaaaaaaw. nibble nibble nibble