I like Gris as well. And now I know "Big curly, four letters and ends in s" isn't always Cass, but can be Gris as well.
Alternately, DGris if you feel the need to change.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
I like Gris as well. And now I know "Big curly, four letters and ends in s" isn't always Cass, but can be Gris as well.
Alternately, DGris if you feel the need to change.
Maybe something that means the same thing as NovaChild. Say ExplodingOffspring, or BoomKid?
Or Dave B.
And vw has had a sucky day. Which is ABSOLUTELY NO reflection on her personally.
Sorry you had a bad day vw if you are here. Well, sorry you had a bad day regardless.
I've skipped and skimmed. I made a quick trip to Indiana at the last minute. A good friend of mine from high school who now lives in Jacksonville, FL was in our hometown for her grandfather's funeral. A sad occassion, but since she was staying at my twin sister's house, I opted to drive the kids over there so I could see her. It was nice to see her (It's been two years since I last saw her). And our kids are very close in age so they got to play with each other.
She was probably the only close girl friend I had in HS. She hasn't changed much and this visit made me really miss her.
After driving home, getting the kids in bed and unpacking, I get a call from my twin's fiance. She got beaned by a softball during a game and they had to call an ambulance to take her to the hospital. Probably a concussion. This will hopefully be funny when I find out she's going to be ok.
vw, in case you check here first thing in the morning before you check your email, insent. Also, which one is yours, so Dan knows where to look for the iTunes stuff?
And be-ok~ma for Cash's twin.
~ma for your sister, Cash.
Don't be vw. She sucks.
LIAR LIAR BRA ON FIRE.
(p.s. you're in bed, yes?)
Poor CashTwin!!
I had plans A little picking up . some meatloaf and potatos,a glass of wine. a little tivo or book.
about 7 I walk up to the door. I hear the cat meowing franticly. I unlokd the door I open the doorand hear that sound... water, water spraying everywhere. Not sure exactly what and how I got there - but I know it is coming from under the kitchen sink. so I can turn off the water and it stops...I call Matt who asks "are you upset or laughing?" since the silverware drawer is full of water - the answer is yes. I run over to the neighbors, who don't have a plumber - but they know someone that does, and he lives in the neighborhood. I call - he is just driving home. so he stops by. AH - an old pipe have given up - he has the parts, and in less time than it took to flood - I have a new pipe.
now for the carpet in the kitchen to dry. ( ps - our shop vac has a crack in the lid that makes it pretty useless for water)
Sadly, all I have had to eat so far is potato chips.
Sadly, the cat thinks this was a giant conspiracy to make his paws wet.
Happily, I now have a plumber. Who gives me a deal for living in the neighborhood.