Spoiler: Aimee has a part in this story too.
So that's my dream. That and some stuff about cigars and a tunnel.
Faith ,'Get It Done'
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.
DavidS - Dec 29, 2006 7:49:00 am PST #7926 of 10004
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
sumi - Dec 29, 2006 7:52:43 am PST #7927 of 10004
Art Crawl!!!
I'm so sorry for your loss Daisy Jane.
Well, I certainly have heat now -- I just need to figure out how to regulate it as it's kind of tropical in here now. (I also have a cold so may not be able to tell this sort of thing very well.)
I went to the doctor for a follow-up on my knee: the original injury seems to be good, but my knee is swollen and I have arthritis. He gave me a shot of cortizone in the bursa and a script for antibiotics for the cold. I am sick of this shit.
Glamcookie - Dec 29, 2006 7:53:46 am PST #7928 of 10004
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
{{{Daisy Jane and family}}} I'm so sorry for your loss.
We got bad news in re: GF's dad yesterday that involves crazy amounts of money and little hope. Maybe I'll talk about it later.
Polter-Cow - Dec 29, 2006 7:54:20 am PST #7929 of 10004
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
{{{Daisy Jane}}} I'm sorry.
Amy - Dec 29, 2006 7:58:00 am PST #7930 of 10004
Because books.
{{{sumi}}} Fie on your knee.
{{{Gloomcookie}}} I'm so sorry. We're here if you need to spill. And also if you don't want to.
sj - Dec 29, 2006 8:00:40 am PST #7931 of 10004
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{GC & GC's girlfriend}}} I'm so sorry. ~ma to all of you.
Beverly - Dec 29, 2006 8:01:17 am PST #7932 of 10004
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
It isn't an actual christening gown, those are long, and are often heirlooms, used by generations in a family.
I found this baby dress in a consignment shop, never worn, tags attached. It's a Feltman Brothers batiste baby dress, similar to this one, with pintucks and infinitesimal buttons and lace. At the time, we were thinking of the possibility of a little girl, and this dress was sort of the symbol of that imaginary daughter. She never materialized, so I tucked the dress away in lavender and cedar, in case either of my sons had a daughter.
It was facing the fact that we wouldn't be having a granddaughter and being sad that this beautiful dress wasn't being worn and enjoyed, and that beautiful Buffista mamas were having gorgeous Buffista babies. So at the DC F2F, I gave it to Aimee. And when Em had grown too big to wear it, I asked her to pass it along to JZ and Hec for Matilda.
So I'm thrilled it's getting used. I'm tickled to death at the notion of it being the Buffista family heirloom, passed from baby to baby. Or really just seeing use, at all.
Mazeltov, Matilda! You'll make the dress absolutely beautiful!
sj - Dec 29, 2006 8:02:57 am PST #7933 of 10004
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
That's a lovely story, Beverly. The link isn't working though.
Cashmere - Dec 29, 2006 8:03:24 am PST #7934 of 10004
Now tagless for your comfort.
Freakin' allergies.
vw bug - Dec 29, 2006 8:03:37 am PST #7935 of 10004
Mostly lurking...
Oh, Bev, that is so lovely.