They love the glowy batons! She did them again at that concert. And my dad got the nail polish last time, too. He's like the ideal Christine Lavin audience member.
I can still wear linen tomorrow if it's raining, right??
Hands! Hands in new places!
Willow ,'Storyteller'
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Jun 04, 2006 4:29:07 pm PDT #674 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
billytea - Jun 04, 2006 4:34:31 pm PDT #675 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
America had never been at war in an Arabic country.
Didn't they do something or other on the shores of Tripoli at some stage? The Barbary War or something?
Steph L. - Jun 04, 2006 4:37:03 pm PDT #676 of 10002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Jesse, linen is dependent on the *season,* not the weather.
What's a random person? Two-Face?
::snerk:: Also, SoMM (sushi on my monitor). You owe me sushi.
billytea - Jun 04, 2006 4:38:27 pm PDT #677 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
::snerk:: Also, SoMM (sushi on my monitor). You owe me sushi.
If you knew sushi, like I knew sushi...
Lee - Jun 04, 2006 4:39:38 pm PDT #678 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Perkins, only the really nice people have the nice rule book, so you wouldn't know.
ita lent me hers.
Jesse - Jun 04, 2006 4:42:54 pm PDT #679 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Thanks, Steph. First-day-of-school jitters.
Lee - Jun 04, 2006 4:57:39 pm PDT #680 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
You'll do FG, Jesse, just because you're you.
I did make the frittata after all. It's not exactly a work of art, but it's darn yummy.
Gus - Jun 04, 2006 5:01:40 pm PDT #681 of 10002
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
The Barbary War or something?
Yes, billytea. I'm older than The Barbary War. Grit is my younger cousin.
Gus - Jun 04, 2006 5:11:52 pm PDT #682 of 10002
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
At last am I found out, and may now Speke in terms more favourable to the Grammaries and Executons as presented in my earliest ellocutions. Herewith, a great Burden liftened oft me.
Herah - Jun 04, 2006 5:18:10 pm PDT #683 of 10002
I don't want to be Superman. I want to stay little and be next to Mommy.
My son just came downstairs to tell me Amanda won't let him sleep.
This is my daughter's robot/doll, the one that carries on limited conversations, smiles and cries, and so forth. She's supposed to go right to sleep if you squeeze her left hand, but it doesn't work. You have to talk to her until you get to the point in the conversation tree where she asks what you want to do; then you can tell her to go to sleep.
She was a Christmas present, and something triggered her early in the morning on the 26th -- I heard "Mommy! Can we play?" and then my daughter's groggy voice: "No! Go to sleep! Go to sleep!"
Which means, I guess, that she's getting some of her payback early.