It would be wrong to impose mangled cupcakes on your friends. They're like the broken cookies!
'Just Rewards (2)'
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.
I was going to make cookies for the friends who were coming over, but realized I needed chocolate chips. Dude! Chocolate chips at the store were like, $3.50! I could buy cookies for that much! I mean, they wouldn't be as good, but....dang. Food got expensive. Hrmph.
Food got expensive. Hrmph.
It's all downhill from here, baby.
That means I should eat them myself, rather than inflicting mangled cupcakes on my friends, right?
It's only right.
Someone tell me to stop digging around my past and go to bed.
Night-night, bug!
vw, go to bed. If digging around still seems like a good idea after a good night's sleep, you can do it then.
OMG this class will never end!!!
Tea:
I sent an e-mail to the writer of the SB mom blog this morning just to thank her for writing it, and I received a very nice response this evening. Reading her story makes me very happy and more hopefully than I have felt about the future in a while.
In unrelated news, I worked myself up into quite an anxiety attack tonight by overdoing it with errands for the new place and Mother's Day shopping. I was compensating for doing too much by drinking too much caffeine which is a good recipe for an anxiety attack. The good news is I now have a new shower curtain, new bathroom accessories, and new curtains.
Hey Tep, Daisy, Brenda...Next time you're in SF we're going here.
Oh YEAH we are!
My child is a dork: [link]
Plei, it was inescapable that any offspring you had would be a dork.
(You know I mean that as a compliment, right?)