Sounds good. We can also do Mario Cart.
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Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[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.
There are also a few key people out in FL that need a bit of a smite that have nothing to do with accounting.
I'm a couple hours away. Fire ants in underwear drawers? A/C failure at home, office, and in car?
JZ, I would be delighted to configure the system anytime. And I betcha a new set would be easier.
Randomness - On my way back home my car turned the long awaited 123456 mileage mark. I had planned ahead and hit the trip meter 78.9 miles in advance for the perfecta. Alas, I was on a busy stretch of I-95 in Fort Lauderdale when it happened and knew I would never be able to get back on if I stopped on the shoulder. So I snapped a picture with my phone which is a complete blur. I suggested to my son that I needed to recreate the moment with a photomanip, but he declared that lame. He was sorry he missed the big occasion.
IOmemeN, I heard back from 2 sibs. NY sister thinks I need to be more direct, but will see how it goes. FL brother offered to drive with me.
takes nibble of Erin
Ooops, misunderstood. All my ~ma is with ya, kid. Selfishly I look forward to seeing you more while you are at home. Also, I got plenty of smite left for your idiot bosses when I finish with ND's asshats.
Incidentally, Laura, I thought your letter was excellent. Best of luck, love.
Oh, wow. Hugs all around! What a shitty day for people.
In my afternoon was difficult news, I had 18, count them 18!, kids in after care today. Eight of them were preschoolers. I really did about pull my hair out. Actually, the number of them wasn't even the worst. It was that they ranged in age from 4 to 13, and trying to please them all in one room is, well, impossible. So, then there's extra fun behavioral issues. Mostly, it SUCKED.
But, in good news, I talked to the principal afterwards and let him know that if on days like this I don't get some help, I'll quit. I'm getting some help. THANK GOD.
Yikes, vw. I think when my kids were preschool they never had more than a 6/1 ratio.
My plan to calm myself by sitting outside by the pool watching BSG on the laptop with a glass of wine and a lettuce and tomato sandwich at hand is working.
I think when my kids were preschool they never had more than a 6/1 ratio.
Yeah. I think MA law is 5/1, so yeah. It was bad.
I'm glad your plan is working! You deserve a working plan. Also, I thought the letter was fabulous. Good luck and many hugs.
Yeah, that's not right, VW!
I am proud, I went and worked out! Not a ton, but still! I even ran into my trainer while there...only to find out he doesn't work there anymore, and wants to set me up with some woman trainer who was wearing EXCESSIVE amounts of mascara. I mean, I found it excessive for daytime, probably for nighttime, and certainly for the gym...
I can't even remember who of my meatspace friends knows about all the various craptastic things right now, so I'm all like "And then I have to get surgery/update my resume..." and people are all "Brwha?"
Aww, Erin! We love you! And are very excited you'll be around for a bit after your surgery even if it's cause of a shitty thing like surgery. Er. And I know the feeling--I have a few friends I haven't talked to much, and I'm all "blah blah new job" and they're like "Didn't you start in October?" and I'm like "oh....well, see..."
My plan to calm myself by sitting outside by the pool watching BSG on the laptop with a glass of wine and a lettuce and tomato sandwich at hand is working.
I ate some jambalaya and took 2 Xanax. That stuff is the bomb. I feel much less....warhead-juggly.