Mmmm, that looks quite yummy, Fay.
Tired. Got up at 3am to take DH to airport in Syracuse nearly 2 hours away from here. Back home at 7:30 which not enough time to really rest before working. Blah.
[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.
Mmmm, that looks quite yummy, Fay.
Tired. Got up at 3am to take DH to airport in Syracuse nearly 2 hours away from here. Back home at 7:30 which not enough time to really rest before working. Blah.
How do I revise my employment so that I can do this for a living? [link]
eta: well, play - of course, but also make.
Happy Birthday, Sox!
Thankee Sparky! :: blows kisses ::
My 5:30 am birthday wakeup call (DH is ensconced in PA, happy in new jobland because they had cupcakes in the cafeteria yesterday; and so could not fend, or make any coffee) sounded like this:
Iris ::patter of size teensy feet, with sounds of plastic dragging across wood:: Good Morning! IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP! Is it your birthday?
Me: mmmhmmm. ::notices that sprog is half a foot taller than night before::looks over edge of bed and sees that she's dragged her stepstool in and is standing on it ::
Iris :: Grins :: DOES THAT MEAN THAT MY BIRTHDAY IS NEXT????!!!!
Good morning.
I have the oddest earworm this morning.
"There's three ways that love can grow...That's good, bad, and mediocre. Oh J-A-N-E-T I love you so!"
Kill it. Kill it. If I start singing about Betty Monroe at my desk, I think Boss might look askance.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOX!!
Happy Birthday, Sox!
Olivia got up earlier than usual this morning (6:30) but while I was reading the papers online and Owen was playing next to me, she fell asleep in the chair. She's still snoozing away, curled up in a blanket while Owen watches Crashbox.
Happy Birthday to Sox!
HAPPIES SOX!!
Birthday Happies for Sox!!!