Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.
[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.
Fay, gorgeous skirt.
Emily, kids are much less likely to give gifts in the upper grade levels when they have multiple teachers.
My mom is a grade school secretary, and she always gets lots of stuff at Christmas. This year she's retiring and is really getting bombarded with gifts.
I have come down with a bad case of the bah humbugs and don't want to do any of the Christmas things this year.
Hi All! I know I haven't been around in forever, but I thought I'd duck in to say a merry merry Crimblemas to everyone! I'll be flying over to Boston on Sunday morning so I'd appreciate it if y'all could arrange for there to be snow, please?
Also, 2008 can finish the fuck up any time now please.
Hi, Jars!
And oh, yes, Fay, that is one glorious skirt. I, too, join in the urging for it to be worn with something backless.
Emily, kids are much less likely to give gifts in the upper grade levels when they have multiple teachers
Oh, I know. But some of them do, so... I don't know, I was just weighing in.
I know O's teachers don't really expect anything. But with his issues, and considering how great his teachers are, I always want to show them a little extra appreciation.
Both kids have snotty, runny noses, wet coughs and Liv has pink eye on top of this sundae of suck. I'm keeping Owen home from school and we're skipping the Date Night babysitting at the gym.
The upside of this is that hopefully, they will be better by Christmas.
Oh, ugh, Cash.
Abby wound up staying home from school all week. She's a lot better, but is still extremely congested and has a tendency to get tired fast, so I figured no point in possibly making things worse by trying to send her to school. She'll have a lot of work to catch up on over the break, but luckily, she's a pretty self-motivated kid and it won't take a lot for her to get it done.
Nate's been a little pisser the last couple of days-- he's understandably jealous that his sister has stayed home. I've tried to impress upon him that staying home when you feel crappy isn't that much fun.
But still... twelve year-old boy. Not quite seeing it that way.
Thbbpt to me. I was just gonna make a smart remark about Nate being so healthy he's never had extended sick days, to know how much a not-picnic it is. But then I realized that was a snotty thing to say.
As of 8:30 this morning we've had 8.8" of snow. Another 8-10 expected today. I need to go grocery shopping, I'm out of cat food. Blargh.
Be careful out there, Sail.
Daniel just called me from the side of the road. He's ok, the car's ok, but the road - wow - not so ok, since he lost control of the vehicle and ended up in a ditch. So he had me call police dispatch to let them know he was going to call AAA, and they need not worry about him if anyone calls to report that he's there.
Stay safe, Daniel!
Turns out I misundersood the forecast. Only one more inch predicted for today, total of 8-12" once the storm is gone. What a relief. I should be good for shopping this afternoon.