I want to throw up taffeta and contrasting sashes.
Just wait until you have to start trying them on! I'll bet at least one salesperson will try to stick you in a dress that makes you look like a layer cake.
That's not what making out sounds like -- unless I'm doing it wrong?
Willow ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
shrift - Mar 23, 2007 7:48:42 am PDT #8544 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Ailleann - Mar 23, 2007 7:49:20 am PDT #8545 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
I've been hankering for an ice cream sandwich all day. I have none. And now fudgesicles. Woe.
sarameg - Mar 23, 2007 7:51:18 am PDT #8546 of 10001
Take pictures of the most ridiculous ones!
I was so waiting for someone to mention the root.
JZ - Mar 23, 2007 7:52:23 am PDT #8547 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Happy birthday, Kathy! And yesyesyes to what everyone else has said about the incredible coolness of your determination and ongoing success, both in the personal enshrinkening and in the increasing strength and stamina!
ION, blergh. Matilda just woke up from her nap, exactly 25 minutes after she went down. NOT LONG ENOUGH. She's now looking all bleary-eyed and sleepy-stoned and weirdly chipper, with her "Stay awake and have fun with Mama!" brain clearly at war with her "Need more sleep, for the love of all that's holy!" body. Right now her brain is winning, but I fear her body will exact dreadful revenge later today, and we'll all suffer for it.
beth b - Mar 23, 2007 7:56:38 am PDT #8548 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Happy Birthday Kathy!
Isn't it just cool when you give yourself the best present !
Connie Neil - Mar 23, 2007 8:00:45 am PDT #8549 of 10001
brillig
weirdly chipper, with her "Stay awake and have fun with Mama!" brain clearly at war with her "Need more sleep, for the love of all that's holy!" body
My "Dear Goddess, let me sleep!" body is at war with my "All fools must die!" brain, which is warrring with my "you need to get paid" conscience.
Fred Pete - Mar 23, 2007 8:02:28 am PDT #8550 of 10001
Ann, that's a ferret.
"Gronk" sums up my day nicely. Problem being, I"m working on a quick turn-around matter....
msbelle - Mar 23, 2007 8:05:38 am PDT #8551 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I WANT to go wedding dress shopping with bon. AWESOME!
Aims - Mar 23, 2007 8:11:36 am PDT #8552 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATHY!!
At my work Christmas party this year, one of my co-workers didn't believe me when I told him I was 32. I "No way, girl!" was his response. I asked him how old he thought I was, hoping for the late twenties number.
"I thought you were 40, at least."
Effing ouch.
(Not that there is anything wrong with being 40 or that people don't look good at 40. 40 = great age. But having 8 years added on was a bit ouchies.)
Kathy A - Mar 23, 2007 8:16:32 am PDT #8553 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I had that "let me sleep, damnit!" moment last night, when Amarna decided to jump on the bed not an hour after I fell asleep and walk all over my head, meowing full blast. When I pushed her off the bed, she proceeded to go to my bookshelf and pull paperbacks off the bottom shelf in protest (I woke up this morning to find seven books laying on the floor).
Oh, and not to make today all about me, but in last night's swim, I finally (after four weeks of swimming) found my rhythm for doing the front crawl!! I was fed up with my usual "flail, flail, pantpantpant" method of swimming as hard as I could and then running out of steam 3/4th of the way through the lap, forcing an extended break after every lap. So, I decided to slow it down and just go for an evenly paced, leisurely mile. It still took me 90 minutes to complete like it did before, but I wasn't so out of breath at the end of it (although my muscles were still wobbly).