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.
Happy Birthday, Beverly- It's so nice to see you again!
Also to Sean- and I'm sorry about the falling and the bleeding and it's all so scary.
I just signed up for a Women's Weight Training class at the Y. Not only will it help me with the weight stuff that I need some guidance with, but it will actually guarantee that I at least get on the premises of the gym once a week. I paid extra for the class, so my cheapskate tendency will enforce this. Sigh, I wish that same tendency would kick in regarding the general monthly fee, but, I'm working on tricking my brain into doing this I guess.
Sean, I hope S is ok. I can understand her not wanting to go to the ER, but you're doing the right thing keeping a close eye on her.
Dropped off some soup to a sick friend tonight, went to CVS to pick up a few things and forgot the one thing I wanted to get. I always do that.
S is still fine (other than the cuts). She hasn't fallen asleep (though she's been a little groggy, and did want to sleep). She's shown no ther signs of concussion, so I'm pretty sure she doesn't have one, at this point.
It seems neither of the cuts required stitches, since they both stopped bleeding pretty quickly with pressure.
I'm still a little shaken, but I worry about her constantly anyway, so that's not too different from any other day.
I'm still a little shaken, but I worry about her constantly anyway, so that's not too different from any other day.
Yeah, but it adds up. {{Sean}}
Oh, Sean, how scary for both of you. I'm so glad that S is doing okay and the cuts are behaving, but...just, bah. You don't need that, neither of you.
And a big warm combined birthday and welcome back tacklehug to Bev! With extra spit bubbles courtesy of Matilda, who is grinning and kicking madly in her bouncy chair right now.
Oh, I meant to mention I hung out with a TINY TINY BABY on Saturday, less than a month old. Oh, such a little wee one with the new baby smell. All wrapped up like a little burrito. I kissed him One MEEEELION times!
{{{Sean and S}}}
Do you want to have lunch on Saturday? Send me an e-mail tonight or tomorrow; I'll be stationed near Venice Beach when we get back from San Diego, though I don't know if we'll get back before noon.
Currently , Matt is a dinner with the president of soon-to-be-ex-company. I actually like G, but I really hope it is a flattering dinner for Matt, but not too annoying.
Sean , sending you and S my best.
and will sombodry please tell me that it is not evil to take ambien CR. I know lots of people that take various sleep drugs, but bizzarely this feels like giving in. ( into what ? sanity?) I didn't tell matt I was going to talk to the doctor about it, but he seemed to think it was a good idea. So my brain is playing judge - and how can i trust something that doesn't let me sleep at night?
