'Harm's Way'
[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 offer love and hugs to all who want them. I'm starting to get stiff and sore, so won't try to type everything I'm thinking. Suffice it to say that I had to lift a 170 lb person, completely limp, from the floor, high enough that the other staff member on duty could push a chair under the person's butt.
That shit's a lot easier to do if you do it on a regular basis.
Oh ouch, Andi. Can you take a nice, hot bath?
mmmmmedicinal pie. drooool.
ooh ouch WindSparrow. If you have pie, make sure to have some.
oof, WS. Take Care of yourself.
thanks for all the sympathy. I really wasn't expecting to be hit so hard today. Matt is being extra good to me. He knows I just feel like hiding, so he is being good at just letting me be.
Am home, in Dallas, in my lovely evil chair. Whew.
I'm now in a Holiday Inn Express in Lodi, CA.
{beth}
Feel better~ma to WindSparrow and Kristin.
Cash, lots of health~ma to your MiL.
omnis, welcome back home!
I have very exciting day planning. It'll include refrigerator cleaning.
Kill me now.
am now earwormed with
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
Which isn't really bad a thing. Even though I'm sure the song is about Lodi CA we used to play it in Wisconsin when we made the crossing on the Lodi ferry so it brings back happy teenaged camping memories.
(((Cash)))
Thing 1: I am reading The Audacity of Hope and developing a big honking crush on Barack Obama. It's a bit like that line in Our Mrs Reynolds, about being all naked and articulate. Although not so much with the naked. Hot and articulate, though, will do nicely.
Thing 2) ...er, I forgot what it was.
...I'll be in my bunk.