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.
Oh, honey. What a horrible thing to have happen. And I understand the freakout -- it's completely an emotional reaction, and you really can't contorl those, at least not in the moment. I've got no good advice except to breathe and wait, which is really all you can do.
Except, no -- sometimes I do the catastrophic thinking thing. Every worst-case scenario possible. Because then I can feel out what it would be like if X happens, and I immediately start planning for it.
Almost a hundred percent of the time, the actual outcome never comes near what I imagine.
{{{Kristin}}}
{{Kristin}} Let's just say I know your place. I still haven't recovered from the string of accident DH and I had. It is still very hard for me to drive out of my comfort zone.
{{{Kristin}}} What everyone else said. It was an accident, and everyone is OK.
Hil, have you seen this vegan cupcake cookbook?
Yep. Most of the vegan cupcake recipes I've been trying have been from the other cookbook by that same author. I've been wanting to get that one, but not sure if I really want to spend money on a cookbook that's entirely cupcakes.
It took a bottom to realize you weren't talking to me.
Am I the only one who saw this? Or is this some Brit expression that you're all sophisticated enough to know but I'm not? Because I have about a hundred dumb jokes to make, but... well.
In other news, I mailed boxes, bought pants, and got cat supplies for the move. I'm sleepy now. Do I go to the local thing, or not? Decisions... oh, right. Waiting for the book to be released would mean walking home AFTER midnight, by myself. Not!
Thanks, everyone.
{{Kristin}} Let's just say I know your place. I still haven't recovered from the string of accident DH and I had. It is still very hard for me to drive out of my comfort zone.
Beth, I'm starting to feel that way. I'm trying not to let this become a Thing, especially since I have to be comfortable driving all around LA, but right now I'm just really shaken up and not wanting to drive at all.
I know I'm overreacting. Maybe tomorrow I'll feel better. Just...really frazzled right now.
I'm going to take advantage of Mom's hot tub tonight and try not to obsess about this anymore. It's just hard not to worry about what will happen if she does file a claim.
{{{{Kristin}}}}
Welcome back, Susan!
Pirate!Jilli looks fantastic.
Kristin, if it helps, I was rear ended a couple of months ago by someone while both my kids were in the car. He was from Mexico, but his wife was American. He had insurance, but he was understandably freaked out. But I seemed fine, the kids seemed fine, and his car was hurt more than mine was. I told his wife (her English was better) that I'd only call if one of us showed signs of an injury. Needless to say, no on was injured, and it went no further.
So don't worry. Chances are it goes no further.
Etsy has some gorgeous stuff, doesn't it?
I appear to have acquired the name of a famous skater in COMM.
What a shitty day, Kristin. I'm sorry. Listen to Laura, though. Ultimately nobody's and the worst of the problem will be the money. That sucks a lot but there are things money can't fix and that didn't happen.
So who wants to see a photo of me at last night's Pirate Night?
So gorgeous. I can't believe how much weight you've lost in the last couple years, Jilli. You're still eating chocolate, right?
We won tonight, beating San Francisco 13-1. Emmett hit another homerun, so he now leads the team in homers.
Since we're fighting our way up the loser's bracket now, it's basically baseball every day until we're either out or we're the champs.
The good part about the loser's bracket is that's where the less good teams are.