Willow ,'Get It Done'
[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.
Thanks!
I called Mom back tonight bubbling over with -- "you know what we need to get the baby?" and "squee!!!! I'm making a list of all the books I'm going to get for him/her! Pat the Bunny, Winnie the Pooh, Our Animal Friends at Maple Hill Farms, Knuffle Bunny, Dr Suess! Roald Dahl!" Mom laughed, because she'd kinda been thinking along the same lines.
Back from Indian dinner, which was fun and extremely yummy.
so you can get Chinese food with a root beer float.
but is that kosher?
Most certainly not. (Also, kind of ick. Chinese food with ice cream is weird. Chinese food then ice cream is perfect, on the other hand.)
My sister and i did our traditional Christmas movie watching. Juno was quite good. "PS I Love You", though? DRECK. utter DRECK. Hilary Swank was trying to be Jennifer Garner, and failed. PLUS the plot and dialogue were dreadful. Painful. Gah. DO NOT WANT>
Sigh. Just opened the cabinet and found two bulging cans of peaches, one of which is leaking. And the leaking juice congealed, making them stick to the shelf, so I can't throw them out. Gross. And ick. And weren't cans supposed to be safer than this?
Ew, Hil. Bleach. Yes, a lot of bleach.
Er, well, I guess that's why they tell you not to eat cans that are misshapen? Because they might be full of botulism, and not in a botox kinda way?
I'm going to go with "Not my cabinet, I'll tell my mom in the morning." Because, while there are very few things that really gross me out, spoiled food does.
Our Christmas move was Aliens Vs Predator Requiem. It didn't suck.
The snow ended up not being a problem. It was heavy in our neighborhood but almost non-existent or turned to rain for the rest of the trip.
By the time we got back our area was free from snow and clearly hadn't rained in a few hours either. Yay.
Oof. Off to watch DVDs and recover from over-indulging.