We didn't leave the island for the entire 8 days. We did, however, go through 2 cases of beer.
AWESOME!
[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.
We didn't leave the island for the entire 8 days. We did, however, go through 2 cases of beer.
AWESOME!
THIS. IS. AWESOME.
Worth repeating.
I like #2 too, Susan.
A little not enough rain to turn the triathlon into a duathlon-ma please? Double running is not what I signed up to do.
Woohoo to Glamcookie and her soon to be bride!
I like #2.
Congratulations, GC!
OK, I'll go with #2. This is for my finalist photo for the PNWA Writers Contest. Apparently they project them on a screen during the awards ceremony, and when I told the coordinator I literally didn't have a photo from the last four years without my 4-year-old, she said the kid could stay in the picture. But I so do not like pictures of me. Which is part of the reason there are so few of them.
Yay, GC! Congrats!
Just got back from grocery store. Even though I finally closed my house up today to let the AC percolate through the whole thing, I still got mostly non-cook items. Except tomorrow, I'ma make lemon chicken with garlic-pecan couscous. Tonight? Mozz-tomatos from the deli and premade guac.
We didn't leave the island for the entire 8 days. We did, however, go through 2 cases of beer.
Nora, I think this is actually a line from Edna St. Vincent Millay's bio. Except, substitute 12 cases and 24 bottles of gin and whiskey. (Seriously! Savage Beauty. Such an interesting, well-written bio.)
Tee Hee! One case of homebrew, one case of beer exchanged for money at the beer store. Damn, my husband makes REALLY GOOD BEER.
Oh!
t makes many high pitched inarticulate noises of happiness and joy for GC and her DF
Is good to be back! OK, I have to go to bed now that I have caught up with Bitches and LJ.
Hopefully will have time to interact more tomorrow.
Auntie has her evil laugh going right now: [link]
So, in the unexpected news file, I got an email. Bec's eight months' pregnant. Not sure how to react to that. (Happy for her, obviously.)
THIS. IS. AWESOME.
Worth repeating.Wow, it really is. It sounds similar to the last time I was on Deer Isle (one of my dad's friends grew up there and owns a cute little cabin on the bay). Books, bed, beer. Mmm, yeah.
BT, you have every right to feel a bit weird about it, I think. I know I would. You can be happy for her and still not quite know what else you're feeling.