Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
- I think this is something else you can blame on your parents.
Yeah, especially since my mother made a point of referring to me as a "Love Child" (complete with Bad! Poetry!) when she was trying to convince me it was a great idea for her to be getting back together with my dad.
::shudder::
When is your birthday, Barb? My mom is 87 today. I knew she was going out so we left a nice voice message from the Holt Family Chorus on her machine.
OK, this is too funny. ON the other side of the room, three girls are talking about Fabio, for some reason. Then one of the guys says, "He's cut his hair." "What? No! He cut his hair?" "Uh huh."
Cue three simultaneous gasps of horror.
Good lord, they were toddlers when he was first hot! I kind of envy their clueless sillines.
so we left a nice voice message from the Holt Family Chorus on her machine.
Sort of like the Von Trapps but hugely tall?
The 25th, Laura. My poor husband is in a panic because he doesn't know what to get me. I told him to relax.
And Happy Birthday, Mom! How awesome. :-)
I like the birthday phone messages.
I hope Fay brings lots of water where it's needed and no damage.
I had a brainstorm and called my rheumatologist's office. His receptionist was horrified by my PCP's receptionist and said she'd ask him to call it in for me. They are so nice there.
Oh, YAY Deena! I love them! You need to get a PCP over there too. Life will be better, I have a funny feeling.
I'm going to start calling again now. I just hate the doctor hunt, and they require a visit with the doctor to see if you fit before they'll see you for medical reasons.
Yeah, I get that. I TOTALLY do. I just hate seeing you keep getting frustrated with current PCP.
Message to self:
Self, it is only helpful to do work for this class if you actually remember to UPLOAD IT to the classroom!
No love, Self.
I've been feverishly checking the grades to see if a couple things were posted. Well, turns out one thing was never uploaded and for the other missing grade I uploaded the wrong file. GRRRRR! I mean, I get that I'm going a little crazy just trying to get this stuff done, but I need to be a little more mindful, otherwise killing myself to get it done will completely not be worth it.
And in funny Spanish news, I've started singing along with some of the more popular songs on the Latino Pop station. This cracks me up to no end.