Teppy, I'm so glad to hear that you're feeling a little better. In terms of DST:

Starting in 2007, daylight time begins in the United States on the second Sunday in March and ends on the first Sunday in November. On the second Sunday in March, clocks are set ahead one hour at 2:00 a.m. local standard time, which becomes 3:00 a.m. local daylight time. On the first Sunday in November, clocks are set back one hour at 2:00 a.m. local daylight time, which becomes 1:00 a.m. local standard time. These dates were established by the Energy Policy Act of 2005, Pub. L. no. 109-58, 119 Stat 594 (2005).

Not all places in the U.S. observe daylight time. In particular, Hawaii and most of Arizona do not use it. Indiana adopted its use beginning in 2006.

In 2006, daylight time begins on April 2 and ends on October 29.

In 2007, daylight time begins on March 11 and ends on November 4. [New law goes into effect.]

In 2008, daylight time begins on March 9 and ends on November 2.

In 2009, daylight time begins on March 8 and ends on November 1.

Many other countries observe some form of "summer time", but they do not necessarily change their clocks on the same dates as the U.S.

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glad things are improved , Steph.

my costume should not have seemed that clever, but only laga calling me a sandwitch was better.

This is taking a very long time to type. I love parties where I grab my house key and a bottle of wine and come home with a key and a buzz.

Trudy, I just realized that I never responded to your post about your friend's son. That's excellent news. I'm so glad to hear he's doing so much better.

Beth is cute when she is tipsy.

The music next door has stopped. I wanted to get 20 comments done today, but it's looking like I will only finish 14. That leaves 47 to complete between now and when I go to sleep Monday night. Wish me luck.

Isn't it amazing? I keep tearing up.

Ha! I appreciate both the minimum clear distance as well as the desire to hug!

Then please allow me to add my sentiments to Vortex's, from a safe and non-threatening distance.

I think of you often, and with much fondness. And hooray for catharsis, in whatever form pleases you best.

You are still the bestest Teppy I will ever meet.

when you top spickle-oost, let us know. ;)

Nothing tops the spickle-oost story. Aw. Bless. Nostalgia.

(Actually, my standard password for everything is fandom related, now I think of it. Ha.)

(Also, if it was TMI, well, all I can say is it gives y'all a chance to [1] live vicariously through me if you so desire, and/or [2] make fun of my wicked past of self-described vanilla inclinations [which I really only claimed as a smokescreen because I was WAY too scared to even admit I was into this weird shit that involves getting flogged by a man in high heels and a leather corset].)

Aw, again with the nostalgia. Bless. See, I always did just accept the whole 'Not me, no siree, I'm vanilla' thing at face value, because - you know, we were pretty much wearing our kinks on our sleeves, back in the day when the Bitch thread harboured random bouts of NC17 ficwriting. But I'm quite gullible. Glad that the beating helped you get your head together, love.

And, Trudy, I realise that I've not said either how much your friend and their child have been in my thoughts. I'm glad the news is getting better.

And, Trudy, I realise that I've not said either how much your friend and their child have been in my thoughts. I'm glad the news is getting better.

It's just so happy-making. Everytime one of you mentions it I start grinning again.

See, I always did just accept the whole 'Not me, no siree, I'm vanilla' thing at face value, because - you know, we were pretty much wearing our kinks on our sleeves, back in the day when the Bitch thread harboured random bouts of NC17 ficwriting. But I'm quite gullible.

Yeah, me too. I don't think of us as gullible though. My college bf once called me "guileless" and he said it in this mean way... he was an ass. He was right though. In his ass way.

my wicked past of self-described vanilla inclinations [which I really only claimed as a smokescreen because I was WAY too scared to even admit I was into this weird shit that involves getting flogged by a man in high heels and a leather corset].)

So you were already practicing? Or was this part of your transition and acceptance?

Don't feel pressured to answer my questions. I'm just nosy and trying to establish a timeline.

Teppy, whatever works for you, works for you. I hear some people juggle geese.

Trudy, I'm so happy for you and your friends that A is recovering so handily. Also, that R could spend time with his brother, that had to be very reassuring.

Tep, the fact that a good spanking helped snap you out, endorphins notwithstanding, doesn't surprise me in the slightest. The way you've described it, it seems like such a safe, structured environment for you—you know exactly what to expect, so you can relax and let go.

The vanilla exterior thing fascinates me because it's not only how I am, but how others see me. I'm so classically Virgo in that way—the cool exterior that masks a really sensual, earthy inner self, but no one believes me when I say that and I don't let the inner self fully out except with someone very trusted. Or to lesser degrees, in my adult writing, my cooking, or on occasion, my clothes. (Which reminds me—I have to lose some of this weight so I can wear my corset to the F2F if we go.)