'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.
Well, exactly. Which is why I'm laughing and rolling my eyes and wanting to be obnoxiously making out with N in front of her some more.
My corset was black leather and steel boned. Just wait until I get the picture up online..."naughty Santa"
[edit: and for those of you on Facebook, her ex put some of the pictures up, so I just tagged one with me in it, you can see a semi-decent pic of me...]
My corset was black leather and steel boned.
mmmmmeep
none more hot
[edit: and for those of you on Facebook, her ex put some of the pictures up, so I just tagged one with me in it, you can see a semi-decent pic of me...]
What tag should we search for? Your real name? meara? "Naughty Santa"?
I saw one of those (non corset picutures) meara and I swear, your smile is LUMINOUS. You're just gorgeous.
am caught up. For what ever reason, I ignored the internet this weekend. I know?! Crazy, right? Glad I didn't just skip past the 250ish posts, or I would have missed:
Also, I must say that the main reason for me catching up with Bitches today and not tomorrow is waiting to read omnis' news about the forthcoming hot date. So, whenever that might happen... staring at a wall clock.Sorry to leave you hanging. Alas, I am hanging too. I saw co-worker that knows her thru his bf once, but he said he didn't have a chance to ask bf. That was Friday. Haven't seen him since, and no e-mails. Unfortunelty, we work in different buildings 8 miles apart, so, not an easy saunter to casually ask. I fear he forgot. But I don't want to come off as creepy dude pestering. I'm still new here and all.
All I can picture is Shir, holding an M-16 and impatiently tapping her foot.um. meow.
Pssst, Barb, what do I wear in that picture?um. Ya, I'm keeping quiet on this one. Why does a pacifist find that image hot? No! Idea!
Steph, glad you made it through the weekend. I'm hoping Monday found you a lot better. Who know spanking could be so therapeutic? How cool is that!
Laga! {{{{{}}}}} *n of course! No clue what it is, but if it's pissing your Mom off, it's can't be good. She's a dear soul, and I can't imagine. Hugs for her too. Call if you need to vent. You got my number.
SA! Congrats!!! And welcome to the Masters Club. Green jackets are optional (Ha! A golf joke! From me! Ha!) [is it a bad sign if I laugh at my own jokes?]
There was more. Can't recall it all. something about lipstick in tubes, and my brain equated it to paint tubes, imagining y'all squeezing out lip balm on a painters palette to paint up your lips. Ya, I know, I'm clueless.
ION, a cute cat followed me home tonight. I felt like a kid wondering "can I keep it??" Silly me let him in the door. He explored. Hopped up on the bed (apparently not soft enough or something, he didn't last long there), then explored the pile of boxes. Then my brain got going "oh shit, pets are not allowed here. $500 fine! What if he pee's the damn w-w carpet? aargh. I gently coax him out of the bedroom, and as I'm trying to get the door to latch, he's made himself comfy on the couch. Yup, the twin of Evil Chair lured the cat, and he didn't want to move for quite awhile. I didn't want to piss him off. He's so cute! Hemingway toe and all. Eventually he left through the open door (as did all the heat. Dude! it's the south, it's supposed to be warm!). So cute.
um. Is it my rss feed, or has Kerfuffle Bunny been hibernating? Joe, you ok over there? Life getting busy?
Omnis, the whole family is pissed. I was just telling Mom I feel like aliens have taken over my sister's brain. My brother replied for all of us. I hope it helps- I think she respects his opinion most of all us kids.
Don't be surprised if that cat comes back. Of all the cats I've known, maybe half of them were allowed by the landlord. Not that I'm saying you should break the rules for a little old kitty cat.
I just received some lovely news from the blood family front. Apparently there was some money from my mother's estate that was to be divided amongst my sisters and myself. A check for $500 is inbound. Hubby just said, "We're putting every cent of it away." "Why?" I pouted. "Because it's going to take a couple of hundred to fly to Vegas, plus we'll need money for food and whatnot." "Oh," I said.
Congratulations SA! And also hooray for connie, it seems!
My brother is being a hot-headed ass about politics. I sort of told him so, too. Guess the family won't hear from him for a while again now. I really was hoping this would be the year he'd learn to get along, but I guess I shouldn't have hoped for that in an election year. I don't know why he can't understand that nothing he does will change my parents' opinions on how they vote, and getting angry only makes them more set in their ways. At the very least, I hope I don't get included in their back and forth sniping, because it's making me really angry.
omnis, yay for some possibly temporary kitty lovins. And I hope you get a good lead on catering girl.
I have never met meara, but I laughed at the introverted thing too.
I need food and a good emotional brain bleach scrubbing.