Daisy, I am so sorry. May his passing be peaceful, and may you find peace, too.
Please...Wesley...why can't I stay?
Fred ,'A Hole in the World'
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.
Topic!Cindy - Dec 28, 2006 3:59:48 pm PST #7810 of 10004
What is even happening?
Cashmere - Dec 28, 2006 4:23:56 pm PST #7811 of 10004
Now tagless for your comfort.
{{{Daisy}}}
When we lost my grandpa at age 88, I recall that even though the funeral was sad there was still a lot of jokes and good stories about him to make the event a warm and pleasant one. That is the kind of funeral I want. I want jokes and funny stories. I want people to laugh.
Fred Pete - Dec 28, 2006 4:24:32 pm PST #7812 of 10004
Ann, that's a ferret.
((((Daisy and family))))
It sounds like he's had a good run, but it always seems to end too soon.
Vortex - Dec 28, 2006 4:31:14 pm PST #7813 of 10004
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
When we lost my grandpa at age 88, I recall that even though the funeral was sad there was still a lot of jokes and good stories about him to make the event a warm and pleasant one. That is the kind of funeral I want. I want jokes and funny stories. I want people to laugh.
My dad's family is like that. Sometimes we even feel bad that we're having such a good time and someone is dead.
Amy - Dec 28, 2006 4:32:33 pm PST #7814 of 10004
Because books.
Losing my dad's dad was really hard for me, but his funeral was a lot like what Cash described -- lots of stories and laughter and an amazingly Dixieland version of "Amazing Grace" during the ceremony that he would have loved.
ION, we just had major unexpected toddler pukage. On. Our. Bed. I foresee laundry this evening.
SailAweigh - Dec 28, 2006 4:42:03 pm PST #7815 of 10004
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
{{Daisy Jane}} My thoughts are with you and your family. 96 is a good life, one to remember and make family legends out of. My sympathies are with you.
Topic!Cindy - Dec 28, 2006 4:47:51 pm PST #7816 of 10004
What is even happening?
ION, we just had major unexpected toddler pukage. On. Our. Bed. I foresee laundry this evening.
Oh, no. Poor Sara. I hope she feels better (and that it goes right away).
P.M. Marc - Dec 28, 2006 4:50:10 pm PST #7817 of 10004
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Daisy, honey, I'm so sorry.
I honestly don't know where the strength comes from! Bless every single parent among you.
Costco? Wherever it is, I had a sudden run on needing it about ten minutes ago when my toddler suddenly stuck her short, sharp-nailed finger UP MY FUCKING NOSE and then laughed at my scream of pain as she punctured the skin on the inside of it. My eyes crossed and watered with the pain of it, and right now, I am sitting with a tissue shoved up my nostril to keep blood from dripping everywhere.
Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.
Amy - Dec 28, 2006 4:56:31 pm PST #7818 of 10004
Because books.
Oh, OUCH, Plei. The physical indignity of motherhood really drives me nuts sometimes.
Sara's fine now, Cindy. I don't know what happened. One minute she was down here saying good night to me, and two minutes later she was howling upstairs and Ben was running down to spread the word while Stephen mopped her up.
It's so sad -- whenever she throws up, she gets this horribly vulnerable look on her face: "My body has betrayed me! In the grossest way possible!"
Trudy Booth - Dec 28, 2006 5:07:16 pm PST #7819 of 10004
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Costco? Wherever it is, I had a sudden run on needing it about ten minutes ago when my toddler suddenly stuck her short, sharp-nailed finger UP MY FUCKING NOSE and then laughed at my scream of pain as she punctured the skin on the inside of it. My eyes crossed and watered with the pain of it, and right now, I am sitting with a tissue shoved up my nostril to keep blood from dripping everywhere.
Its karmic vengance for the Kissinger thing. I'm sure of it.