You're more than welcome to ride shotgun in the suitcase.
begins stretching to fit. How long is the flight, again?
I couldn't believe it the first twenty times you told us, but it's starting to sink in now.
Riley ,'Lessons'
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.
Vortex - Jul 31, 2007 7:41:35 am PDT #8934 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Aims - Jul 31, 2007 7:43:13 am PDT #8935 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Is it one of a number of possibles or the main one you're interested in?
Thus far, it's the only one we've looked at.
There's another one that I want to go see, but this one is better in terms of location.
The tuition is $200/wk. And they are closed the week after Christmas.
Maria - Jul 31, 2007 7:46:40 am PDT #8936 of 10001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
How long is the flight, again?
DC to Newark - 1 hour
Newark to Rome - 7 hours
Rome to Lamezia - 1 hour
Don't forget to add two hours in between flights, so the grand total is about 13 hours in the suitcase. Then I can spring you once we get past customs. Of course you'll then have to sit in a small car for another hour and a half to get to our place. Speed yoga for flexibility anyone?
Maria - Jul 31, 2007 7:51:47 am PDT #8937 of 10001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
Aimee, isn't there a royal decree on the princess's daycare? As in how dare they charge the daughter of the Empress and Miracleman to grace the rest of humanity with her presence.
They should be paying you for the privilege of watching her throw a temper tantrum.
edited because I'm a pedant.
Miracleman - Jul 31, 2007 7:53:05 am PDT #8938 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
They should be paying you for the privilege of watching her throw a temper tantrum.
You're right! Filthy traitors!
Off with their heads!
brenda m - Jul 31, 2007 7:53:42 am PDT #8939 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Yeah, be sure and let us know how that works out for you.
Aims - Jul 31, 2007 7:57:40 am PDT #8940 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Aimee, isn't there a royal decree on the princess's daycare? As in how dare they charge the daughter of the Empress and Miracleman to grace the rest of humanity with her presence.
Bwah! I wish.
I had my lunch and I am not full.
Bah.
Daisy Jane - Jul 31, 2007 7:58:27 am PDT #8941 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I'm offering tour guide services for anyone who needs a South.
I would make a horrible daycare worker.
Cashmere - Jul 31, 2007 8:01:23 am PDT #8942 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
The tuition is $200/wk. And they are closed the week after Christmas.
Ouch. We're talking full day care/preschool? Still 'spensive.
Got our report back from the speech therapist. Owen does have mild delays in receptive/expressive and pragmatic language skills with excellent prognosis for catching up with a little bit of therapy. Not devastating news.
WindSparrow - Jul 31, 2007 8:10:40 am PDT #8943 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
My south is red clay roads, spanish moss dripping off the trees, biscuits made from scratch by the touchy-feely method, dog-washes (rain so hard it washes the dogs out from under the house), swimming holes with rickety roller skating rinks next to them, fried fish when the family comes for a visit, gekkos in the house, my aunt Sharon washing her hair in the flower garden, my dad and brothers setting off M-80s on the rusty garden swing....