That worked out very well, in my opinion.
I thought so too.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
That worked out very well, in my opinion.
I thought so too.
And the "band" from the night before the wedding is growing up: [link] (same link posted earlier in Bitches)
Unpossible! They're wee little babies still! Drat it!
The correct answer to the "what to drink?" question turns out not to have been Odwalla Pomagrand, at least not at 100%. And at $4.25/bottle? Puh-lease. Still, diluted, might last me a good long while.
Unpossible! They're wee little babies still! Drat it!
Ha! Look who's talking! If I recall correctly you have a baby at home who is constantly surprising us with her growth!
Nicole pointed out the idea of an I.C.E. contact in Bitches--In Case of Emergency. Apparently it's well-spread in Britain.
part of the problem is that english people don't really have any ID. A driver's licence is a piece of paper, it doesn't have a photo. Some people have work ID, but it can be a problem when the only info besides the company name is "if found, please mail to Box 111"
The doctor page forgot one:(Or maybe they just like it in Bodymore, Murderland) ADASTW (Arrived Dead and Stayed That Way)
Whee! Another thunderstorm!
Even though it made my porchmenders go home early, I don't care. This one is bringing the cool air with it, too.
When my Sister got married she made a "cousins don't get dates" rule on the logic that a) the family is huge; b) about ten of them are old enough to be dating; c) they'd all have plenty of people to hang out with in their dateless state.
One of the cousins had a Boyfriend of several years, but she's a good egg and understood as this is fairly common enormous family logic.
Another cousin, however, simply showed up with his Girlfriend of about three months. (This was particularly egregious since his Mother is little Miss Propriety entirely too often). Part way through the ceremony I look out into the congregation and see my poor Girl Cousin staring daggers at Boy Cousin and fighting back tears.
I grabbed Girl Cousin as soon as possible (man I love that kid) and assured her it was a crashing situation. The whole thing was awful. (Oh, and the uninvited Girlfriend was dressed in something rather... short and tight)
Fast-forward a year and Boy Cousin and Girlfriend get engaged. We're having lots of fun deciding how many dates we'll each bring to the wedding and what the hell we're going to wear. Like, texts flying within minutes of the engagement. Good times, good times...
In case you're bored: Sex on Star Trek
Consists entirely of clips from ST:TNG, edited to make the whole thing about sex.