Oh, Erin, I'm sorry. She doesn't know me, but if you see her, give her a hug from me.
'Why We Fight'
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[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.
babysitting a 9 mo.old
we had an hour of happy fun baby
then 40 mins of emo baby
then nap baby. woo hoo!
then the dog barked at NOTHING and brought back emo baby
now she is curled up on my shoulder fighting sleep baby
fighting sleep baby
Worst kind of baby, IME
then the dog barked at NOTHING and brought back emo baby
Bad Dallas!
ITA.
I will. I told her I was applying for that school, and she was all, Dude, you'll have NO problems!
I'm meeting her for her birthday, and I'll give her a big hug. She's such a sweetheart.
Oh, Erin. I'm so sorry.
Bad Dallas
oh no, we're at her house. it was her dachsund Pickle
oh no, we're at her house. it was her dachsund Pickle
Bad Pickle!
Angry Pickle!
Hee.