Glad dinner was okay, sj. I hope she continues to be happy for you, that would be so much easier than not.
'Him'
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Glad dinner was okay, sj. I hope she continues to be happy for you, that would be so much easier than not.
Yeah, it really would be. Even for her, I would think. The only weird thing all night was when she was horrified that I want a plain wedding band rather than one with diamonds.
Glad things seemed to go well, babe. It'll all work out. Just remember that her crazy is NOT your crazy and you don't have any ownership of it. Kay?
Thanks Aimee. I'm really trying to remember that.
She was pretty upset the first couple of days, but now she's ok with it. I told her tonight he'd be home tomorrow and she lit up.
So cute.
beth, if you're around, has Matt heard of/heard Tommy Emmanuel? [link] So awesome.
Owie. I just totally wiped out on the sidewalk walking the dog. Palms, elbows, and really ouchy knee. I wasn't even drinking or doing anything stupid, just strolling down the street. Unfair!
Owie. I just totally wiped out on the sidewalk walking the dog.
Think of it this way. If there's a zero sum total of wipe outs in the universe, then you just saved Erin or Hil or Ginger some scrapes.
That is unfair! I like Hec's take on it, though.
Announcement: Every time I clean the kitchen and leave, it mysteriously gets dirty and smelly by the time I return.
Analysis: Two boys are messier than one.
I just wish I'd had time to hang out with them in addition to cleaning up after them.
Skipped a zillion messages.
Congrats, sj!
I went to trapeze school again today. I had some minor confidence problems about my upper body strength, so I spent most of the time working on stuff on the ground and on the low stationary trap. We're going back next week, though, so I'm going to do a lot of pushups and stuff like that this week so that I'll feel better about it by then. (Seriously, if I thought about it logically, I've done the flying trap before, and I was OK on the stationary trap today, so I should have had no problem with flying trap today. But I kept getting onto the platform, grabbing the bar, and thinking "Yeah, no way I'm going to be able to keep this grip while swinging." I think I ended up psyching myself out by thinking about it too much. Next week, new day, fresh mind, no problem.)
Every time I clean the kitchen and leave, it mysteriously gets dirty and smelly by the time I return.
I found this out when I lived with guys in college. Funny thing is, same goes for two toddlers.
I think Daniel is statistically more likely to do the dishes than I am, here. But I might be more likely to get the stove and counters while I'm doing the dishes than he is. At least that's not the real challenge keeping this place up.