Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
Ooh, fingers crossed for sj getting teh cool apartment!
I got up this morning and worked out with the personal trainer. Am now JELLY. Especially my legs. OMG.
And now I have no energy to do anything. Including laundry. Which I reeeeeeeeallly need to do.
And there's some sort of festival going on across teh street, wtih music and tents. And a flute. I hear a flute. No idea WTF it is. I should go check it out. If I could get off my couch.
I am working on homework. DH, BIL, and CJ have all gone out for haircuts and who knows what. K-Bug is taking her SAT.
Later today CJ has a little league game. And K-Bug's bf will be here.
I need a cave. Seriously.
I'm a big dope.
Mom's meeting people fed her, but she's still taking me out for French toast.
Ok. It's official. I hate my new haircut. I don't know what she did to my hair, but it's just weird, and I can't get it to do anything that looks right.
Come to my house; I'll fix it.
How did your stylist mistake "ensassify" for "encrapify"?
Doesn't matter, I'll still fix it.
How did your stylist mistake "ensassify" for "encrapify"?
I think she didn't know what "ensassify" meant.
And, oh how much I'm wishing I could come and have you fix it. Stupid being on the other side of the country thing.
And, oh how much I'm wishing I could come and have you fix it.
I could throw in a neck rub and some waffles.
Sorry about the bad 'do, vw. How frustrating!
TONS of house~ma to sj and TCG.
t sends Suzi a cave
It felt SO GOOD to wake up in a soft bed this morning. I'm taking ND to brunch at the cutest little local place: Firefly Bistro. Tomorrow I'm going to have high tea with my friend K. at another local place. Alas, Rose Tree Cottage (owned by sj's friends) was already booked, so I'm going to Chado Tea Room instead. Yes, this weekend is all about creature comforts.
Welcome back, Kristin. How did someone get a punctured cornea?
How did someone get a punctured cornea?My friend K. (another teacher) got grit in her contact lens on the first day. It punctured her cornea twice and scratched it. She was pirate-a-fied, poor thing.
Ugh ew ouch ugh ew. Poor thing.