Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[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.
Cash! Did the package arrive yet?
Not yet. Probably any day, though.
Cashmere, I still want you to have that pirate ship.
Still wanting it, too.
Last night I thought I heard one of the kids screaming at 1:30 a.m. I did the rounds--nothing. Turns out it was our trashy neighbors across the street. Fighting and screaming, then sitting on the curb talking to the police officers that came.
Owen and I had a knock-down-drag out last night at bedtime. He stripped naked again but refused the potty. I didn't want to put him in his bed without going because the mattress pad is in the laundry. An hour later we both collapsed. I put him in his bed naked and asleep but managed to put a diaper on him before I went to bed at midnight.
We still need to go out and get Olivia shoes today and buy a wading pool at Target.
Cow tipping happens in the South too.
Good Timelies my lovely Bitches! I hope everyone's day goes well. My morning is going well -- I'm being productive at work and also I got hit on by the window cleaner. And I'm going between "I feel sexy and wow I'm going to stay a blonde!", "this is probably not the bes top to wear to work." , and a tiny bit of "omigod! have all the men around here gone insane!" but that's the KFCKD tape playing in my head.
You have cow tipping, sure, but have you ever played cow chip bingo?
My home-town fair used to have this every year.
Last night I thought I heard one of the kids screaming at 1:30 a.m. I did the rounds--nothing. Turns out it was our trashy neighbors across the street. Fighting and screaming, then sitting on the curb talking to the police officers that came.
A true jury of your actual peers would never convict you if you took them out.
Owen and I had a knock-down-drag out last night at bedtime. He stripped naked again but refused the potty. I didn't want to put him in his bed without going because the mattress pad is in the laundry. An hour later we both collapsed. I put him in his bed naked and asleep but managed to put a diaper on him before I went to bed at midnight.
Oh, naked boy. You're being a major pain in the ass. Good thing you're so cute and your mom loves you so much.
We still need to go out and get Olivia shoes today and buy a wading pool at Target.
What kind of shoes is Princess Tippy Toes getting?
You have cow tipping, sure, but have you ever played cow chip bingo?
Yup--only it's called "Bossy Bingo" where I hale from.
Good thing you're so cute and your mom loves you so much.
Only thing saving his ass right now. I've got two more mattress pads ordered and we're going to buy another potty chair (I hope he'll pick one out). I also have ordered T Brazelton's potty training book along with a slew of potty books for Owen from Amazon. Push comes to shove and he wants to run around naked in the house, I'm going to let him. He really hates diapers (who can blame him, really?)
We're going to Stride Rite for Tippy Toes. She basically prances around solely on her toes. She literally looks en point all the time and the ped is worried about it. I have trouble getting shoes on her so we're going to the pros for a fitting and to find something easy to get on her and that will flatten her feet out. I like these.
My home-town fair used to have this every year.
I wouldn't be surprised if the Steele County Fair had something like that. I wouldn't know, though. I tended to be too busy flirting with the Carnies notice anything else. (Yes, I do realize how completely stupid that was. Ah, to be young and completely stupid again.)
Cashmere, those shoes are adorable!
Sox linked me to those shoes a week or two ago, Cash, and we wished they came in our size.
I had a terrible scare this morning when I thought I was a week closer to a deadline than I actually was. Does that mean I have started working to meet that deadline? Of course not.
There is no such thing as cow tipping. Cows do not sleep standing up.
She basically prances around solely on her toes. She literally looks en point all the time and the ped is worried about it.
I had a friend who was like that when we were kids, always walked barefoot on her tiptoes. I saw her 20 years later and she was fine.
I don't mean to be snippy about the cow tipping thing, but it amazes me that that rural myth is still around. So I've been on a one-man crusade to refute it.
It wouldn't bug me to be proven wrong, but after all these years no one has ever offered me evidence that cow tipping happens, beyond the "my cousin used to do it" type stories....
