This is why two year olds are not your first choice of babysitter.
'Dirty Girls'
Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?
[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.
Overheard today at an exhibit on pets in a museum, "Look! It's lady on the tramp!"
Yay for electricity, sj!
Yay for Ellie no longer smothering the Bitty Baby, Stephanie!
I'm home in bed, sicker than sick, and am watching The 40 Most Softsational Soft Rock Songs of all time, or whatever. Oh my, the memories. A random sampling of the last few:
"You Light Up My Life"
"Horse With No Name"
"Lonely Boy"
"More Than Words"
"Sometimes When We Touch"
I'm cringing and humming simultaneously.
Hope the cheese helps the healing, AmyLiz!
Laundry is no more done than last time I posted. I had to return a book to the library and they were having a book sale...need I say more? I am having a beer, though, because it is pretty hot and the beer is cool and refreshing, yay.
I have pulled more weeds. Some how the Ivy still does not fear me.
I did a load of laundry. should have put one in for -t.
I think we may have the same thing, AmyLiz. If so, you have my deepest sympathies. I was cringing at work with a horrid sore throat when you were posting about it here (I should have stayed home, but I had a presentation), and now, I'm looking at a beautiful day outside while attempting to drink an ocean of tea and not cough up a lung.
I have moved out to the couch. I was tickled to find that my local Blockbuster has all of S1 of Due South, not just 'Best of' compilations that I've seen before, so I'm using Paul Gross to divert my attention from my miserable throat and lungs. It's working pretty well except when I'm actually mid-hack, or when the folks outside sound like they're having an especially good time. I suppose I could go out and sit in the sun, but that would require taking a shower and getting dressed, and that sounds like altogether too much work. Walking to the bathroom sounds like altogether too much work. I must, however, walk to the kitchen, as I require more medicine. Blergh.
Poor sick libkitty and AmyLiz, that sounds dreadful! Health~ma~~~
Thanks for the thought, beth. DH is now napping around and on top of the folded but not put away clean clothes, so it's just as well we don't add to them.
I'm looking at a beautiful day outside while attempting to drink an ocean of tea and not cough up a lung.
My sister in woe. It's attacked my sinuses, my chest, my ears ... there's no escape. I've been out of bed exactly three times today, to pee.
I had to return a book to the library and they were having a book sale...need I say more?
Library book sales! One of my favorite things ever.
t perky
Hi! I'm under the dryer at the salon. My new hair is going to include...well, I'll leave that as a surprise for later. I'm very excited for both new cut and new color. I'm also excited about the fact that I only have another day-and-a-half of grading left for the WHOLE YEAR. Whee!
Long-distance hugs to the poor, sick Bitches.
Cheers for sj and TCG and their unpacked kitchen!
YAY for new hair!
SJ I'm so glad you and teacup guy are getting settled into your place.
Right now I'm watching Breakin' 2: Electric Boogaloo, which is one some digital cable channel I hadn't heard of before. Omigosh! The hair! the outfits! It's a real 80s flashback.