Xander: Hey, Red. What you got in the basket, little girl? Buffy: Weapons.

Xander/Buffy ,'Help'


Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.  

[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.


sj - Nov 22, 2007 5:14:23 am PST #5296 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

{{{Jessica}}} Health~ma to your grandfather.

I don't think I'll be eating much yummy Thanksgiving food today. My tummy's been upset for days, and it's not better today.


Stephanie - Nov 22, 2007 5:48:25 am PST #5297 of 10002
Trust my rage

Just dropping in to say Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate it and happy Thursday to those who don't. We are headed over to friends' house in a bit.


Scrappy - Nov 22, 2007 6:10:40 am PST #5298 of 10002
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Today I celebrate the fact that I am very thankful for all of you and this place we share. Your wisdom and humor and support are constant and invaluable.

I will, however, be doing this celebrating while madly cleaning the house for my Niece's arrival tomorrow, then showering and off the the SiL for family and eating.


beekaytee - Nov 22, 2007 6:54:16 am PST #5299 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant

Today I celebrate the fact that I am very thankful for all of you and this place we share. Your wisdom and humor and support are constant and invaulable.

Huh. I just wandered in to say exactly what Robin said...only she said it much better than I might have.

On this day of thanks, I'm appreciating you all.


Vortex - Nov 22, 2007 7:27:05 am PST #5300 of 10002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

SON OF A BITCH, I DROPPED THE MOTHERFUCKING PIE.

Im using a disposable pie plate because I couldn't find my pie plates. As I was moving it onto the cookie sheet before baking (which I should have done in the first goddamned place, but I didn't want to waste parchment paper), the disposable pie plate folded and the fucker dropped. FUCK. Luckily it landed on the counter (and me) instead of the floor. I had to reassemble the pie. My perfectly cut out circles are now lopsided with raggedy edges. Thank god I had extra circles for repair. FUCK.


DavidS - Nov 22, 2007 7:41:30 am PST #5301 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I'd eat your lopsided, raggedy pie, Vortex.


-t - Nov 22, 2007 7:44:36 am PST #5302 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Glad the pie was recoverable, Vortex.

I just realized I might not have pie today. Huh.


amych - Nov 22, 2007 7:45:13 am PST #5303 of 10002
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Huh. I guess I should start the pie.


NoiseDesign - Nov 22, 2007 7:46:29 am PST #5304 of 10002
Our wings are not tired

Once again, I say Pie, yummmm. Who cares how it looks.


Beverly - Nov 22, 2007 7:49:10 am PST #5305 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Vortex, Laura is wise:

funky crust means you didn't get store bought pie.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone who's celebrating! I'm running in to agree with others that Bitches is people and a "place" I'm grateful for.

Jess, so many good wishes for your grandfather.

Happy belated Sparky birthday! And anyone else's I've missed, a year of good things to you!

Things I'm grateful for this year: My mom's well taken care of, comfortable, and content. DH's surgery, while horrific in the first 24 hours of recovery, seems as though it will have improved his quality of life significantly. I sidestepped my own health scare this year. And after weeks of worry and near-frantic caretaking, I have my house to myself, with no one here but the cat. I plan to watch dvds, read fic, take a long solitary bath by candlelight with my choice of music (uncriticised by the *men* I live with) playing softly in the background, and when I'm ready I'll grill my chicken breast with rosemary, garlic and ginger, and have it with steamed broc served with coarse sea salt, and steamed rice, followed by sweet potato sauteed in butter with dill and ginger for dessert. And I'll raise my glass and wish us all well and happy.