{{{Barb}}}
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.
Oh, dear. Poor Barb. What a crappy situation for you to be stuck in.
Lots of surgery and coping ~ma for Brenda and dog.
::hugs and gropes on everyone who popped in after I toddled off to bed::
Woo! Morning gropage. Wave to my DH and son on the way past Delray Beach, you can see my house from I-95. They are sweating it out for the rest of the month while I relax in the mountains.
Ok, hear me roar! Cool mountain air is helping me get my butt in gear. 5 days in a row now with the physical activity. Today I worked from 6:30-7:30 then went for a 3 mile walk and got back in time to shower and be in work mode again before 9. We have stairs here, which is a first since I lived in Fort Lauderdale 25 years ago, so I did 20 flights of stairs on the one day I couldn't walk because of rain. 240 stairs! It is a whole lot easier to exercise when it isn't blazing hot.
Brenda, huge amounts of ~ma headed your way.
Thanks, d.
Hallo, Barb! I recognize your LJ name from seeing it around friendslists...and suspect from context that I have read (and very very much enjoyed!) one of your books!
In my coffee-deprived haze forgot to respond to this, but yay! Thank you, meara-- I always love hearing when someone's read one of my babies, and of course, I recognize you from the LJ-verse as well.
And since orange jumpsuits with sideseam pockets are so not a good look for me
I think you could pull it off. Just another option. Also, hugs for ya.
Knee-replacement surgery ma for your pup, Brenda.
There are workers blocking the driveway. I'm going to need to leave for work soon. Ugh.
Hi, Barb! I've seen you on the LJ (where I am lili_beth). Welcome to our humble thread. ::puts out cookies and porn::
Teacher ~ma for T.
brenda, knee ~ma for your girl, and cope ~ma for you.
bt, that's quite a list. Or set of lists.
Yeah, it was fun putting it together. Aside from trying to meet Wallybee's musical tastes (she likes a little drama in it, her favourites at the moment are George Michael's Careless Whisper and Kylie Minogue's Confide In Me), she has an abiding interest in language (useful for an interpreter), so I've been trying to choose songs with interesting lyrics.
But, chivalrous fella that he is, Daniel manfully strode forth and dealt with it himself, on purpose to spare me from having to touch the icky, corroded, sitting in the water for who-knows-how-long bits.
I did stop and buy a new handle mechanism in case I couldn't fix it when I got home. I wasn't going to let her have to put her hand in every single time she needed to flush...And me either, for that matter.
I wonder if several packet of Denture cleaner would clean up the innards of a toilet tank?
Quick note to say, had a late jump off, but made it to Tempe, AZ and spent night @ friends place. Onto Texas.