You'd never make it. I'd rip your spine out before you got half a step. Those little legs wouldn't be much good without one of those.

Glory ,'The Killer In Me'


Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else  

[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.


sj - Nov 28, 2006 5:24:51 am PST #3407 of 10004
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

We'll probably get a small, three foot tree again this year. We're going to wait to get a big tree until we have enough ornaments for one, which should take a while.

Last year, the younger nephew would spin the fake tree they had around and say "Whee!" while the ornaments flew all around, which was cute if you weren't his parents.


SailAweigh - Nov 28, 2006 5:37:53 am PST #3408 of 10004
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

sj, let's hope he doesn't teach that trick to Jilli's boykitties. Hee.

I think I'll still decorate a little even though I won't have a tree. I've got a nice bright red table cloth I use at Christmas and I hang all the Christmas cards I receive on the bannister on the stairs to the loft. I've got some festive votives I can line up on the coffee table (if I can find them.) I'm just tired of all the work a tree is.


sj - Nov 28, 2006 5:42:55 am PST #3409 of 10004
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

sj, let's hope he doesn't teach that trick to Jilli's boykitties. Hee.

I was thinking more about Olivia.


SailAweigh - Nov 28, 2006 5:49:25 am PST #3410 of 10004
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

That would be bad, too. She might give Owen ideas.


Laura - Nov 28, 2006 6:00:17 am PST #3411 of 10004
Our wings are not tired.

Hi all!

Skippity skip. Forget Natter, 1500 posts behind and I think they are all whitefont puzzle. Kinda skimmed here. Hugs and love and stuff.

Had a lovely time camping in the Keys for Thanksgiving. Highlights: When we lost signal for the Miami radio station the first Key West station we hit was just starting Alice's Restaurant! Woo Hoo! Despite the swanky population growth, the keys, still filled with hippies. Weather was damned near perfect. Not a cloud to be seen. Highs daily 80ish, lows at night 60ish. Slept like a baby. Went to find BrendonJr after not seeing him for 6 hours or so (such a relaxed mom) and found him in the hot tub with 3 bikini clad teens. Um, he had a good time. He was either at the beach, in the pool area, or playing basketball non-stop for the whole trip. Had fresh fish caught by DH 3 days in a row. Snapper and shark. Yum. I messed up bringing the dog because I was stuck in the tent dog sitting for the whole trip while the boys were off playing with kids and DH was off fishing. I read 2 books and relaxed a whole lot, so not all bad. There's more, I'm sure, but trying to catch up with work. Boo work!


SailAweigh - Nov 28, 2006 6:05:12 am PST #3412 of 10004
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Laura, sounds like a fab time! I could use some 80s weather. I'll have to settle for high 50s today and tomorrow.


Cashmere - Nov 28, 2006 6:12:15 am PST #3413 of 10004
Now tagless for your comfort.

Laura, that does sound like a fabulous get away!

I'm steadfastly ignoring the kids-tree-spinning talk.

I've done a thorough cleaning, clearing job in the pantry. I've got a box of paper goods, canned soups, crackers, tea, hot chocolate & oatmeal packets boxed up.

From the bathroom, I've got a box of bandaids, gauze pads & tape, all the hotel bar soaps and shampoos that accumulated in the drawers, my glucometer (from the gestational diabetes).

From the closets, two barely worn men's winter coats, old hats, scarves & gloves, some worn towels and old throw blankets.

All of this is now sitting in the hall waiting to pack in the van and deliver to the men's shelter downtown.


Aims - Nov 28, 2006 6:28:25 am PST #3414 of 10004
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I am well and truly gronked.

Em was up with night terrors around 1am. Just when I thought we were past that. That terrified screaming just wrenches my heart right out of my chest. We tried numerous things to wake her up. When she finally did, we gave her a bit of milkie and read "Pat the Bunny" and then she was out like a light again.

Very tired. Motivation hasn't goten here yet. It must be running late.

Again.


Scrappy - Nov 28, 2006 7:03:33 am PST #3415 of 10004
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Aw, poor Aimee.

When we were kids, my folks got a smaller tree which was up on a sideboard, too high for toddlers to reach. When we got older, the problem was cats, so they always wired the top of the tree to the curtain rod, and we all learned to hang all breakable ornaments above two foot or so. We had a bunch of wood and paper and plastic ones for the lower parts of the tree.


sj - Nov 28, 2006 7:09:03 am PST #3416 of 10004
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

{{{Aimee}}}