Kaylee: Captain seem a little funny to you at breakfast this morning? Wash: Come on, Kaylee. We all know I'm the funny one.

'Heart Of Gold'


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.


WindSparrow - Apr 23, 2006 2:25:08 pm PDT #865 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Ok, Nicole, I tried the hot water, and I see no improvement. To be honest, though, it may very well have been too late, anyway. Daniel brought these home a week ago Friday, and they should have been well on their way to full bloom within a couple days. Or so I would have thought. Ah well.

Laura, just how formal are 8th grade dances nowadays? Mind you, you can tell the young man from me that it is never wrong to bring a corsage. Flowers are always a good idea.


Trudy Booth - Apr 23, 2006 2:25:54 pm PDT #866 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

I am ancient, but we did corsages.


-t - Apr 23, 2006 2:27:32 pm PDT #867 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

OMG, I forgot about Em's present. Can you believe that?

But know I remember, and am giggling.

The lack of scans sounds wrong, TB, but I don't have a clue how to correct it or her/your rights are or anything.

Just to cover the thing I would do that you probably wouldn't - you are topping up the water in the vase as it evaporates, right Andi?

I am the proud owner of a Hostess Twinkie baking set. That's right, I can make my own Twinkies.

I think Brittney would probably be pleased to get a corsage whether it's customary or not. But I don't know. I think we wore corsages for Homecoming. (eta: we didn't have an 8th grade dance)


WindSparrow - Apr 23, 2006 2:30:21 pm PDT #868 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

My Mom was terribly disappointed that my brother did not get her a corsage for Sunday Dinner for Plebe-Parent Weekend at West Point - when all the other mothers had them. I refrained from pointing out that she would have been the one to teach him that kind of thing (really, did she think Dad was going to?).


WindSparrow - Apr 23, 2006 2:37:10 pm PDT #869 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Just to cover the thing I would do that you probably wouldn't - you are topping up the water in the vase as it evaporates, right Andi?

I kept an eye on the water level. Never really seemed to evaporate much, and stayed right around a quart. Or maybe Dan was topping it off when I was not looking.

The ends were trimmed under cool water, and likely had more exposure to air than would have been good for them, Beverly. Maybe that's the problem.

I am the proud owner of a Hostess Twinkie baking set. That's right, I can make my own Twinkies.

At least tell me you'll be adding cocoa powder to the mix.


Laura - Apr 23, 2006 2:41:08 pm PDT #870 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.

I imagine the boys will dress only so much as required. Jacket, no sneakers, etc. The girls are likely to dress as much as possible, because girly teens. Imma make him get the girl a corsage.


Beverly - Apr 23, 2006 2:41:56 pm PDT #871 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

The outfit I used to work for held a fundraising event, a Garden Party, at the home of one or another of our wealthy volunteers every spring. Many of the hobbyist rose growers in the area contributed masses and masses of roses to decorate the site--more volunteers spent the two days before the party stripping thorns so the florists (who were volunteering their time) could mass and arrange the roses without fear of injury. After the party, anyone who wanted them could take home roses, including staff. Any that weren't claimed were donated to the local hospitals and rest homes.

Over the years DH and the sons have given me roses on various occasions. After the roses had wilted, I bundled them and hung them by their stems to air dry completely, and then crumbled them slightly to remove their petals. I kept all the dried petals in a flat basket, where I could run my hands through them to release the scent whenever I wanted. I finally put some of them in a plastic bag-lined container, and would switch them out to freshen the basket every once in a while. It was quite a collection, and some of the petals were amazingly colored, since the hobbyists' roses had been grown for competition.

I'm now regretting that all the petals got tossed in the Great Purge of Aught Six. I may start another basket.


beth b - Apr 23, 2006 2:42:27 pm PDT #872 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

The world goes from dense to very empty to dense when I drive to work. Here are train photos that go through the canyon I drive thru to work. and train pictures. and an amazing flower that grows in my yard, but is strickly a volunteer.

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Beverly - Apr 23, 2006 2:46:37 pm PDT #873 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Those pictures are awesome, Beth. I love hill country, and the grassy slopes and trees are so beckoning.


vw bug - Apr 23, 2006 2:47:57 pm PDT #874 of 10002
Mostly lurking...

Who wants to pick what classes I'm taking in the fall? I have an appointment with my adviser tomorrow to register, and I just don't have a clue what to register for. It's all a bit overwhelming right now.