You can't open the book of my life and jump in the middle. Like woman, I'm a mystery.

Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?  

[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.


Barb - Sep 22, 2008 7:02:52 am PDT #6287 of 10001
“Not dead yet!”

Unplug the phone?

Wish I could, but the Mommy Guilt of Just in Case wouldn't let me be comfortable.


Glamcookie - Sep 22, 2008 7:18:59 am PDT #6288 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Hi friends. I'm finally back. I know I missed tons and wish all birthday Buffistas that I missed a very happy belated. ~ma to all who need it.

Our trip was great but it's nice to be home. You know how that goes. Kitties missed the hell out of us. Young Casper now comes to us for pets instead of us having to chase him all over the room and catch him first.

Now to catch up on the scary financial stuff that happened in the country while we were away. I'm frightened.


sj - Sep 22, 2008 7:20:58 am PDT #6289 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Welcome back, Glamcookie! I hope you and DW had the wonderful, relaxing vacation that you both very much deserved.


Glamcookie - Sep 22, 2008 7:25:47 am PDT #6290 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Thanks sj! It was indeed a great, relaxing trip.


juliana - Sep 22, 2008 7:39:43 am PDT #6291 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Welcome back, GC!

Happy birthday, smonster & Sophia (a little late)!

I had a good weekend. Friday, hung out with M. Saturday, got my motorcycle back, cleaned like a fiend, and then hung out & had pizza and yummy vodka drinks with JZ, megan, & Perkins. I managed to give away some cool clothing, too, whoo. Sunday, I had coffee w/megan & Perkins, and then watched football all day with M. Other than the Pack losing to Dallas (ptui), it was pretty much a perfect weekend.


JenP - Sep 22, 2008 7:40:30 am PDT #6292 of 10001

Welcome back, Glam. Will there be pictures eventually?

Barb, can you screen? Screening is my BFF. I used to feel guilty about it, but I got over that right quick.

I just had my nails done, and they look so pretty! She took off the acrylics completely and re-applied, so I got a pink & white, which I love. Now I'm eating a sandwich in a coffee shop with free internet. Soon, I go in to work for a few hours, but that almost doesn't matter.

Lovely weather here today, too.

I've missed a ton of birthdays, so, Happies all around!!


sj - Sep 22, 2008 7:57:19 am PDT #6293 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Fuck. I finally got up the nerve to call the evil government agency, and I am definitely losing my disability benefits when I marry. Luckily I have other disability benefits that will not be affected, but this is a large chunk of what I live on.

Apparently I'm no longer disabled if I have a husband who can take care of me. t /sarcasm


Connie Neil - Sep 22, 2008 8:01:49 am PDT #6294 of 10001
brillig

my disability benefits when I marry

Is this a different program than SSI?


WindSparrow - Sep 22, 2008 8:07:45 am PDT #6295 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

I lived in FL and my sister went to FSU ('94) and I think she was even part of the marching band at one point, but the football talk goes right over my head.

My dad told us he had ruined his knees playing football for the Seminoles, then went into the army so the government would fix the knees for him. It was after that that he ended up training on computer repair in the town where he met my mother. I got curious, and found a website that had Seminole team rosters from way back when. The only Jim Miller listed, showed up on the team roster for one season in a year a smidge later than I would have expected (but not impossibly so), didn't even get a number, wasn't in the team photo. Hometown was listed as Miami. The old man was born in Carrabelle, grew up in Chatahoochie. He never mentioned living in Miami. But then again, his younger brother told us that when he was growing up, there were years when my father was just gone. So it is not outside the realms of possibility that the old man could have migrated south for a few years, after high school, then returned north to Tallahassee for college, saying Miami was where he had been just prior. I'm not a 100% certain that this Jim Miller was my dad, but the more I think about it, the more likely it becomes that it was him.


WindSparrow - Sep 22, 2008 8:09:58 am PDT #6296 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Crappity, sj.

Did I miss Smonster's birthday? Happy belated b-day, Smonster!

Sorry, yesterday was an exhausting day, and I was just not as present as I could have been.