It's pretty out today.
No fair! You're gettting our beautiful yesterday and all we get is this crappy rain. I'd pout but it might seem petty.
Happy Anniversary, Daniel & Andi!
Can't drink, smoke, diddle my willy. Doesn't leave much to do other than watch you blokes stumble around playing Agatha Christie.
Spike ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[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.
Cashmere - Jun 21, 2006 4:39:29 am PDT #953 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Lee - Jun 21, 2006 4:45:21 am PDT #954 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Happy Birthday, Epic!
sj - Jun 21, 2006 4:45:56 am PDT #955 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Happy Birthday, Epic!!!
Laura - Jun 21, 2006 4:47:55 am PDT #956 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Happy Birthday Epic! Hope it is the bestest.
Also my nephew is 29 today. Smart kid. I'll have to see if his dad has a number for him.
Congrats to Daniel and Andi. Isn't it grand to have so many special dates already?
June, we shall not speak of it again. Except the Heat won! Whee! Miami parades are fun. (but a bit warm)
sumi - Jun 21, 2006 4:48:10 am PDT #957 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Happy Birthday, Epic!
Topic!Cindy - Jun 21, 2006 4:49:09 am PDT #958 of 10001
What is even happening?
Well, it hasn't actively sucked. Stephen finally has a job, after all. Why is yours so sucky, babe?
It's not sucktastic like amych's, although money/house/car stuff is going on here too, it pre-dates June. It's more of a low-level constant grinding suckage—fingernails running down a blackboard. Mostly, we're just too busy, and my life is no longer my own (now with even less my own).
Having one car, and three kids in Little League, at the end of the school year, in prime birthday time isn't helping the blisters on my feet from these damned diamond shoes. The first grade teacher has been scheduling a parents-please-attend type activity, at least once a week (and often twice) for the past month or month and a half. Meanwhile, the fourth graders leave our school at the end of this year, so there are a lot of events for them.
Off the top of my head, I can name seven kids in Julia's class who have older siblings in Ben's class (there may be more), so it's not like I'm the only parent who is being run ragged. We just look at each other and sigh. I bless the kindergarten teacher, each day.
Also, when it hasn't been raining, it's been ninety something degrees. I just don't trust that June. She comes on all sweetness and light, but don't trust her.
Deena - Jun 21, 2006 4:49:26 am PDT #959 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Happy birthday Epic!
DavidS - Jun 21, 2006 4:55:42 am PDT #960 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Just like yo' mama!
She has gotten demonstrably more pregnant.
Ninja Possum Infilatration - sounds like it should have been the fourth Butthole Surfers album.
Amy - Jun 21, 2006 4:58:28 am PDT #961 of 10001
Because books.
It's more of a low-level constant grinding suckage—fingernails running down a blackboard.
I hear you. We only have two cars if you count my father-in-law's kind of unreliable boat, and this week the boys have conflicting games/practices all week. Like, on the same night, at the same time, in two different places. The dog has fleas for the first time ever, and while I am ecstatic that Stephen's working (and it's going really well so far) it means I'm home with Sara alone all day and trying to a) do freelance work, b) write the book that's due August 15, c) keep up with the laundry/dishes (no dishwasher)/dog hair, and d) not lose my mind. I feel lucky there haven't been many school events as the year winds down.
::runs away to bake Emergency Cake for Cindy::
Toddson - Jun 21, 2006 5:01:05 am PDT #962 of 10001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Is the Ninja Possum Infiltration led by the one from CT that spooked Trudy?