The only two things we shared yesterday were some black bean chili last night, and crappy Continental microwave pizza on the flight home.
We're pretty sure it was one of those.
I've got two words that are going to make all the pain go away. Miniature Golf.
Mayor ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
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.
Sean K - Nov 25, 2007 5:14:30 pm PST #5700 of 10002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Nicole - Nov 25, 2007 6:07:51 pm PST #5701 of 10002
I'm getting the pig!
Fuck you, cancer.
Very much so. I'm glad he's not suffering anymore, but I'm sorry for your loss, Nora. Comfort~ma to your family and Bob's family.
S and I have been laid up in bed all day with crippling back and stomach pains, and puking all over the place.
Oh dear. You poor things. I hope all y'all sickies start feeling better soon.
In the misery-loves-company department, the kitten just jumped up onto the bed and peed on it again.
What the hell? I'm sorry you're dealing with that, Kristin. Is this the second or the third time?
I have finally finished re-organizing all of my kitchen cabinets and throwing out any old junk that was past its expiration date. Some of the canned and (never opened) jar items expired way back in 2003. That was the year I moved in here. Yeesh! Lazy much?
Cass - Nov 25, 2007 6:29:52 pm PST #5702 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
A close friend of the family - my dad's best friend - died yesterday. My whole family is reeling.Oh, Nora. I am so sorry. My thoughts are with you all.
Damn, Seanie. Sorry you and S are sick.
Susan W. - Nov 25, 2007 6:35:38 pm PST #5703 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
{{{Nora}}}
Pix - Nov 25, 2007 6:41:25 pm PST #5704 of 10002
The status is NOT quo.
Nora, I'm so sorry. Cancer really does suck a lot. Peace and strength to you and yours.
Nicole, the third time. Le sigh.
WindSparrow - Nov 25, 2007 6:47:11 pm PST #5705 of 10002
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.
Kristin, I forget, how old is Seamus? And you have eliminated physical causes for the inappropriate elimination?
ETA: What's popping into my head is stress, either some sort of puberty issue, or being dicombobulated due to Drew not being home as much as he'd like, or both. Not that I'm an expert on the topic, or anything.
ETA2: I can't remember, are there other cats in the household? If so, is it possible one of them is bullying him about litterbox use?
DavidS - Nov 25, 2007 7:08:07 pm PST #5706 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
and puking all over the place.
Pukesgiving 2007 nabs two more victims. Seriously, it was really a lot this weekend.
Laga - Nov 25, 2007 7:09:57 pm PST #5707 of 10002
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
Now I feel like I didn't do my part this past holiday since I was able to keep everything down.
Ginger - Nov 25, 2007 7:34:32 pm PST #5708 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Fuck you, cancer.
A fine sentiment. Strength to your family and his, Nora.
Poor Sean and S. You two have had an exhausting weekend. I hope the Pukesgiving victims are better tomorrow. I am just contemplating the interesting bruise pattern from tripping and falling when I stopped on my way home. Sigh.
WindSparrow - Nov 25, 2007 7:49:22 pm PST #5709 of 10002
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.
Ginger, do you need the bubble wrap?