Steph, you're making me smile. Good on you.
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.
How is everyone's weekend going?
Well... I'm awake.
I crashed at a friend's house last night. Today I got up, got breakfast, bought cat food and came home. Now I wanna sleep some more....
I'm barely awake. And I need to go teach in an hour, and then train for six. Just planning the day's calorification (eating just isn't the right word at this point) is making me want to go back to bed.
How much do I love the fact that eldiablo at diablosound dot com is now a valid email address.
I'm kind of cleaning. So far I have declared the guest bathroom clean enough, and the guest room well enough vacuumed and dusted. Next up is blowing up and making the guest beds, then moving on to the front part of the apartment.
It will all be worth it for the big time made of awesome fun we have tonight. (Don't tell, but I'm planning on getting everyone drunk enough that they don't notice the dirt I missed.)
I just woke up. I'm trying to think of something interesting to do this weekend. Really, though, I think I'm going to have to spend most of it grading.
I love Diablo Sound. Great company name.
I am at work , then lunch with SiL and adorable nephew, followed by our usual Saturday dinner and movie date. Tomorrow we are going to the Outlet Mall. We decided buying some clothes and stuff would be our valentine to each other this year. Not particularly romantic, especially as I am mainly going to be looking for loose pants to wear post-surgery.
I am tired because we talked about how much this operation would cost us last night and I spent a lot of time worrying about it and barely slept. Of course I remembered this morning that our insurance has an out-of-pocket limit of $1,500, so that's all I have to worry about. As HR person, I have explained our insurance to lots of employees so why this fact did not occur to me last night is rather annoying.
Don't tell, but I'm planning on getting everyone drunk enough that they don't notice the dirt I missed.
I like this plan. Tis a good plan.
Next up is blowing up and making the guest beds, then moving on to the front part of the apartment.
Somehow I'm thinking this doesn't involve C4 or dynamite, like I first thought.