Oh Ginger, honey. ~ma for you and for your mom.
'Time Bomb'
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.
Ginger, much health to your mother, and peace of mind to you and your family.
Cash sings Patsy Cline? Oh, why did I not know this when we were in Cleveland? I feel cheated.
eta: ~~~~ma for your mother, Ginger.
If I am recalling correctly, Cashmere has been known to sing, "Walkin' After Midnight," at karaoke. I love that song.
Sadly, I have not had the pleasure of hearing her, because I have never had the pleasure of meeting her, because all you people are always bogarting my Cashmere.
Much ~ma to Ginger's Mom.
Good luck with Urgent Care, Cashmere
That's a surprising turn of events, beth! I hope it turns out well for Matt.
{{Gloomcookie}}
Crap, Ginger, loads of ~ma.
Ginger, all my ~~ma~~ are belong to you.
ma~~ to Ginger's mom
I'm just dithering here because I don't know whether to go to Nashville tomorrow or wait. Mother says to wait until they know more. I've got work due to clients and the deck people come back Monday. They had to ask me a lot of questions yesterday, and I don't really want them to wing it without me. But it's my mother. My sister wants me to come up, but my sister is a drama queen. Also, if this is going to go on for a while, it would be better for me to be there during the week so my sister can go back to work.