Hey, preaching to the choir. I thought our Lady of the Perpetual Sea Breeze was the real deal until the Divine Miss J walked right through that door and right into my ass—which is where my heart is…physiologically. I could show you an x-ray.

Lorne ,'Time Bomb'


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.


beekaytee - Jul 23, 2008 5:14:40 am PDT #8040 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant

Preferred outcome vibes coming your way Barb. Good luck.

Nora, seriously, the reflecting in the garden picture is frameworthy. Just lovely. And great dress!

Spark. How the heck are ya? Things are better around here...now that I'm over my week-long cold. The dark days seem to be behind me...to the degree that I actually did a craft project yesterday. I haven't created anything of beauty in more than a year...maybe longer. I'm taking that as a good sign.

Howze the sassy girl?


Sparky1 - Jul 23, 2008 5:25:21 am PDT #8041 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

Sassyfrassy is doing very well. She warmed up to my niece and nephew who were visiting last weekend pretty quickly when she realized they'd scritch her endlessly. Also, I have a kennel to recommend if anyone needs one out this way on your client list. She spent 3 nights/4 days there and came back clean, happy and gastro-intestinally a-okay. (And she charged me by the nights, not the days.)

I see that Big Bad Woof is having not-happy hours on the last Saturday of every month from 1-5 (4?) with trainers, etc. You want that I should drop your name?


Gadget_Girl - Jul 23, 2008 5:31:30 am PDT #8042 of 10001
Just call me "Siouxsie Shunshine".

Barb, don't feel too bad. In my morning haze, I was picturing Byron wearing 'Cranky Bloomers" and being more indignant than ever.


Laura - Jul 23, 2008 5:31:38 am PDT #8043 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Oh, I forgot to look at the dress! Too distracted by very pretty Nora and the greenery.

{{Kristin & Drew}} This is one of my fears when I get home after my husband and son taking care of the house by themselves a couple months. And it will be mid-August so I won't be able to open the windows. I may have to walk around with Vicks under my nose.

Catching up it is lovely to see bonny fides' font! I appreciated reading the getting unstuck advice too. And linked Ginger's anti-procrastination blog.

I suppose I need to get back to work. Pout.


beekaytee - Jul 23, 2008 5:32:14 am PDT #8044 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant

You want that I should drop your name?

Please! That would be great. The more contacts the better.

We are having our community dog show this Saturday 10-2, in front of the police station in Marion Park.

I tangentially helped get the show started about 5 years ago. It will be fun to go as 'doggy lama' this time, offering coaching hours as prizes

Oh, and Sparky, please let me know the contact info for your kennel. I'm always looking for good referrals and I get asked that one a lot. (here or profile addy)

eta: Hi Laura!

linked Ginger's anti-procrastination blog
Me too! Strength in numbers. I could really use some of that.


Barb - Jul 23, 2008 5:37:42 am PDT #8045 of 10001
“Not dead yet!”

Nora, you and your tree look lovely. I am a huge fan of the wrap dress.

Yes, this. All of it.


Sparky1 - Jul 23, 2008 5:42:13 am PDT #8046 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

It was this place, bonny. [link] It's way out there, but she's not kidding about them having all sorts of acres of fenced space open to them.

I wish we could stop by the dog show, but we're out of town this weekend.


SailAweigh - Jul 23, 2008 5:42:43 am PDT #8047 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Nora, you and your tree look lovely. I am a huge fan of the wrap dress.

Yes, indeed. You look all curvaceous and seeeexy.

I got nostalgic last week when I went grocery shopping and saw they had gooseberries. So, I bought a pack. Then, sat and looked at them for a week because I had no idea what to do with them other than pie and there weren't enough there. I took a chance and went back to the same store on Monday and they still had some, so I got two more packs. Now, I have gooseberry pie. OMG, so yum. I haven't had one since I stayed at an aunt's house when I was 8 or 9. I really need a house, now, so I can plant a gooseberry bush.


Nora Deirdre - Jul 23, 2008 5:45:14 am PDT #8048 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Thanks, guys! Tom also tooks some pictures of a fully grown cucumber in our garden- it's the first one harvested of the season, and this is the first time we've grown them- he was so proud!

(Yes, the links lead to pictures of a cucumber. Further proof that I will post pictures of pretty much anything.)

So Tom was wandering around the garden all paparazzi style- our fashion shoot totally got busted by our neighbors. Heh. I was like, "umm, 'cause of the cute dress??" Do people not us (us=Buffistas) not do that kind of thing?


Beverly - Jul 23, 2008 5:51:13 am PDT #8049 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

This is timeless, gorgeous, must be printed, framed, and handed down through generations.

"Who's the pretty lady, Mama?"

"That's your great-aunt Nora, love. She was a wonderful woman. Let me tell you about her and her husband Tom, and some of their adventures."

Kristin, the company that made Nature's Miracle split, and one partner took the name, the other partner took the magic original scent-removing formula. Let me find out the name of the good stuff. Okay, my sources tell me the name to look for in pet odor removal is Petastic.

A friend does "Pawtraits", wherein she does this frightful morph of a pet's head and a classic old oil painting, prints the result on art canvas, gives it a coat of lumpy shellac and sells it to people who love their pets and have Questionable Taste. I'm seeing Byron, not as Gordon, Lord, but with some cranky American Primitive child, drawstring toy in his paw.