Happy Birthday, Sail!
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.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAIL!!!
Happy Sails to you
May. Your. Birthday. Be. Just Grand.
Happy Sails to you
With. Smiles. And Cake and Friends!
::sung to the tune of Happy Trails
t /sap
Happy birthday, Sail!!
I'm staring at my grocery list. I know I am forgetting something, but I can't think of what.
Parmesano Reggiano?
Parmesano Reggiano?
I have that, of course.
(shrug) We go through it very quickly...
Yeah, us too, I was just joking. I bought a wedge at the Italian market when I was at Mom's the other day, because there are certain things that aren't the same unless I buy them there.
She stops screaming long enough to take a drink of milk or a bite of cereal, of which she is on her third bowl.
So wicked temper AND a voracious appetite? I wonder who the parents of THAT kid are...
OMG! I just went to the bathroom and left Toto curled up on the couch. When I came back out, he was on his hind legs slurping MY COFFEE!
Just what a spunky little dog needs -- caffine!
t Birthday Makes Out with Sail
t rubs Cass' bum
In Trudy news: Nice Boy has been working crazy hours this week. Generally we e-mail Nick&Noraishly throughout the day but he can't even do that right now (poor bugger). So for the past three nights he's been texting me when he gets out of work at... TWO AM. And my twitterpated little heart hears it and wakes up and calls him and we chatter for a while and talk about our day and he brushes his teeth and I go to back sleep with a smile on my face. Oy. So. Far. Gone. Am. I.