Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[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.
You know what ticks me off? When I think good thoughts in my head for various buffistas and my fingers fail to type those thoughts.
meara, much coping ~ma and peace to you and your family.
Great pics, Teppy. You look very happy. I hope that continues for a long time.
Cindy, like this: [link] ?
PERFECTION!!!
You know what ticks me off? When I think good thoughts in my head for various buffistas and my fingers fail to type those thoughts.
Nicole, I do that all the time. I do it for good stuff, birthdays, jobs, hard times, babies, boyFRIENDS. Everything. It drives me crazy. I know Deena says she does it, too.
At times I'm so sure I typed up what I meant to say that I have to scroll back and check. And then I do the Grace (from Will & Grace) "D'oh" face when I realize I'm a big dip.
I'm getting quite good at the "D'oh" face, too. Unfortunately.
ION - I'd like to take a nap now but one of the duvet covers is in the washer and the other is in the dryer. And a diamond is loose on one of my perfect and petite shoes.
petite shoes
This is in the world where we never weigh more than 5 pounds over what we wish we weighed? Yeah, I live dream of that world, too.
You know what ticks me off? When I think good thoughts in my head for various buffistas and my fingers fail to type those thoughts.
I am Nicole and Cindy. I've been so busy recently that I read in fits and starts, so I'm always behind. I clapped my hands with glee when I ready about Teppy's post about the transition from Boy to BF, but by the time caught up, I forgot to say anything. These days, I have the short-term memory of a mayfly.
Nuh-uh! This is in the world where I weigh the amount it says on my drivers license.
So there.
What? It's totally different!
Hey Sail, you up for a game of Literati? We haven't played in forever.
It happens to all of us.
so far this morning:
had breakfast at the other cafe in town.
moved some furniture so the painting can continue
had pictures taken of in a yurt
watched the neighbors kids blow up plastic bottles full of vinager and baking soda
in about half an hour I get to head back down town to volunteer for the train. Which means sit and read a book 'til it is close to train time - then wave and point and tell people places they can eat.
Nicole, Cindy, Ginger, Deena....
Not just you. Including even the "did I or didn't I?" scrollback.
watched the neighbors kids blow up plastic bottles full of vinager and baking soda
Tell them it works better with diet coke.
Our neighborhood boys did that a couple of weeks ago. Clearly, we're more progressive.