Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[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.
Poor O. Poor Cashmere. I hope it's a 24 hour thing that only lasts 12 because he's young and bounces back quickly.
Oh, this! Poor things! Hugs to Cashmere and Owen and everyone else dealing with teh sick.
Hil, I feel your pain on both counts. I'm 37 into 61 narrative comments, so I'm making progress, but I am so unmotivated to write any more. In terms of the student, that drives me batty. I just tell my kids that I don't offer extra credit because I want them to focus on the
actual work
and be sure their grade is authentic. Doesn't always go over well, but there ya go.
Okay, I need to get back to work. I did the first five comments today in Panera, but I think I need to give up my booth to one of the people giving me dirty looks. I have been here a couple of hours and am bogarting a small booth with an outlet. I've given similar dirty looks to my type before.
I offer extra credit every once in a while, but it's just about always for something that requires understanding the course material. (Like, this week, we were doing some activities with showing all kinds of weird places the Fibonacci numbers show up, and I offered a few points extra credit to anyone who can explain why they show up in a particular puzzle.) I don't offer extra credit to make up for not understanding the course work.
Sparky and DH AND Sass came all the way down to my workshop tonight. How SWEET is that? Pretty damn sweet.
And you should have seen Miss Sass owning the room. The cute was at public health risk levels, I tell ya.
We had a good crowd, despite the expected bad weather.
But I'm just Sparky came despite a day unloading boxes and still fighting off ick.
Thanks Hon. I really appreciate it!
Mom says, "well, yeah, but you could take them off!"
Laga, your mom is wise. Put me down for the first order of loonie repelling undies.
Today I have:
- Prepped a bunch of dinners, so the freezer is full.
- Cleaned off the top shelf and two lower shelves of my computer desk.
- Freecycled a bunch of stuff, including an old rotary phone, and everything has been spoken for (hopefully all will get picked up).
- Watched CJ's little league scrimmage - including both a good hit and a great job trying to pick a runner off of second.
- Printed the maps I need for San Diego next week.
- Two loads of laundry.
- Hand washed some stuff.
- Started gathering the things I need to pack for both the Boise and San Diego trips.
I still need to actually pack...maybe in the morning. Am tuckered.
oh good, I made up for you by doing nothing
I sat around, then decided to go to breakfast. A friend called while I was waiting to be seated, so she joined me. It took about an hour to get seated...and almost another hour to get our food. RIDIC! But the food was good.
Then I went to dance lessons for two hours.
Now I'm trying to decide what to wear to the sex club. I don't want to look like I'm trying too hard--I don't think the people I'm going with will dress up at all, really. Though they would appreciate whatever I wear.
Hugs to Cashmere and Owen and everyone else dealing with teh sick.
Same here. DH has teh sick too. Strep throat, bad tummy, horrible headache, the works. He is taking many drugs. There really isn't anything I can do for him. I'm drinking lots of water and taking lots of vitamin C.
Did a bunch of work stuff, not very successfully. Did make a cute graphic. Made the dog go swimming for a time to help with her fleas. For some reason we have been in a battle with the icky buggers. Then flea bathed her and made her swim again. (she didn't object)
The video you linked to earlier looked like much fun, meara. I am not terribly coordinated at dancing. It was odd when I was married to a professional dancer because he and his friends would tear up the dance floor and he would make me join him. Fortunately he was a ridiculously strong lead and just made my body flow the way he wanted. Still, I was very uncomfortable and out of my element.
Then I went to dance lessons for two hours.
Now I'm trying to decide what to wear to the sex club.
Raise your hand if you kinda want meara's life right now.
t raises hand, mouths "Pick me! Choose me!"
