Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[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.
vw, do you have seasonal mental health problems? If so, absolutely nothing would beat a bad-season cruise.
My mental health problems do not discriminate by season, so really, a cruise anytime will work!
Teppy the white devil
She’s become one of us!
Little disappointed now.
Awww…Beverly, that just sucks! I’m so sorry. I hope you can plan something else again soon.
He got the big grins on his face when I showed him the container and proceeded to give him another scoop. He was very happy and ate it all up.
Awwww! That sounds like a good Aidan birthday.
I had the Day From Hell at work yesterday. Then we did taxes last night, and I discovered that my take-home for 2006 was right around $1000. For the year.
Holy cow! That would sting. {{{Raq}}}
Oh, Cindy! I hope the little guy feels better soon.
I was just out walking Toto, and the kid next door was walking his new dog, Gio, who is SUPER cute. Toto and Gio got to meet, and it was clearly much fun for them both. But, the kid started complaining about how cold it was, and I looked at him and in a total mom voice said, “M, zip up your coat!”
I have a mom voice!
Temps warming up here. Last night it was -16 F, but started warming after midnight, to about -2 F in the wee hours.
It has held steady for several hours and is filling the area with big fluffy snow I usually associate with much warmer temps.
Still? it might warm up to as much as the single digits above zero (Fahrenheit) today.
Bless Fay and vw for their wonderful smile-making stories.
ION, the gronk she is mighty.
I tink I'm getting a code. I don't hab time for a code.
I have no good advice on getting kids to stay in bed since mine never did. Then again, I didn't try real hard. When they went to school they had to be in their rooms by whatever time, and then lights and other electronics have to be off by whatever time. Still most mornings I find Brendon asleep with a book smooshed under his face and Bobby with his radio on. Our deal is if they give me a hard time in the morning I will give them a hard time at night.
I knew vw had a mom voice!
Oh Beverly, I'm sorry and disappointed for you. I hope you get your time off very very soon.
Did a bunch of stuff at work since I started this post. Oops. Stupid work.
Still? it might warm up to as much as the single digits above zero (Fahrenheit) today.
I'm so hoping the warming trend continues until tomorrow. Sammie's got an appointment at the vet.'s for annual shots, and I was dreading bringing her out into such cruel cold.
Deena, I'm glad yesterday ended up on a positive note. I hope cake day goes well.
Robin, ugh on the uncooperative girly bits. I'm one of those the doctor said to try and stick it out through menopause. Supposedly the fibroid will shrink back down then. Unless things get worse I'm resigned to waiting, especially after listening to your travails. It makes me realize just how bad it actually could be.
{{Bev}} What a bummer! I hope you and B. get another chance to take off and relax, soon.
Cindy, better luck getting whatever Ben needs to get rid of the fever. You guys have been through enough with this crap, already.
I just spoke to the maintenance guy for my apartment. He and his wife (the manager) were both in my place yesterday and they agree that it's cold. (Shock!) So they're going to be putting in more heaters. Hopefully today.
Whew.
Cindy I will never freget are kiss at the Blues Diner Love, John. P.S. Meta me there at 10:00. ♥
Dying of the funny. I think, "Meta me there," is possibly the best part.
Thanks, Sail. I called the doctor's office to check on the throat culture the E.R. ran, on Sunday. It came back negative, so this is probably just a virus, and is probably the virus Chris had (and that I may well have). It's just too much in a row. He had strep. He had pneumonia (at least our doctor thought he did). Now he's got this fever. The poor little guy. He hasn't been to school since his birthday, on 1/26.
I didn't know you had the fibroid issue, too. Ah, the joys of womanhood.
Beverly, I'm sorry that you and your mother are sick, and that you're again missing your beach trip.
Dying of the funny. I think, "Meta me there," is possibly the best part.
I think so. I started to correct the spelling as I was posting it, and then realized that's half of what makes it funny. Of course, the other half is her attempt to get her father to think I've cuckolded him.
