'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.
I guess I'll just try to pretend she doesn't exist between now and then.
Denial is a perfectly valid strategy! Go ignore, Choose ignore!
And now I'm off to Happy Hour. Seems like a waste of "it's my birthday, who's buying?" since getting tipsy, then Jitterbugging instinctively feels like a bad combo.
Fred, so sorry for the not-encouraging prognosis. Much comfort and coping-ma to you and Hubs, and ease-ma for Teddy.
Anne, healing-ma to step-dad.
getting tipsy, then Jitterbugging instinctively feels like a bad combo.
Huh. That's how I usually do it.
I might be available for a quick shoot-em-up over the weekend, ND.
Sounds good. It looks like Saturday and Sunday are both open for me.
I'm listening to Once More With Feeling. Such a nice way to end a crazy day.
Also, I'm excited. My Quilt Pink! quilt goes for sale tomorrow.
Sounds good. It looks like Saturday and Sunday are both open for me.
I'm at the mercy of the weather; if it's nice Saturday I have to garden, otherwise, I'll have time.
Sunday evening will probably be free no matter what.
I did finally hear back from Mom. Glen's going to be in the ICU for a few days, and then they'll be coming back here a few weeks earlier than planned so he can recuperate. Mom's worried about him, as am I. The appendix completely ruptured, so all sorts of nasty stuff wound up in the abdominal cavity and so they're trying to get the infection under control.
Announcement: I have finally finished watching Sports Night.
Analysis: I didn't realize that they were hiding all the slash on the last disc.
Bonus: My ear can stop hurting for no reason ANY MINUTE NOW.
Also, much bracketry for Anne and Fred.
Anne, much recovery~ma for Glen. And destress~ma for all of you. How scary!
Analysis: I didn't realize that they were hiding all the slash on the last disc.So, so, sooo slashtastic!
{{{Anne}}} Tons of ~ma to your stepdad and to you. I'm sorry.
I did finally hear back from Mom. Glen's going to be in the ICU for a few days, and then they'll be coming back here a few weeks earlier than planned so he can recuperate. Mom's worried about him, as am I. The appendix completely ruptured, so all sorts of nasty stuff wound up in the abdominal cavity and so they're trying to get the infection under control.
Oh poor dear, and your poor Mom (and your poor you, too). I'm praying they get that infection right under control, Anne. Darn vestigal organs.