My oomph got locked in my car along with my purse. Fortunately, I had a nice neighbor who fed me tea until the locksmith could pop the lock. I left the condo at 2:30 to get groceries, I didn't get home until 6:00. At least the roads were clear!
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.
If you're late all the time, do you value punctuality in others or do you think it doesn't matter?
I've been running around stocking up on groceries. In snow and ice. With front wheel drive. Probably does not count as oomph. I'm just happy not to have been one of the Washingtonians who spun out and ended needing a tow. So whether I had oomph or not at least I avoided oops. Have dug out driveway, so I can get out in an emergency. I have kitty litter to apply, cause that seems less environmentally damaging that sand or salt.
Um, hm. I just got a card from someone, and I have no idea who he is or how I know him. He has a daughter, apparently. Am I really this absent-minded?
vw, you are a very good auntie.
TCG saw the woman upstairs for the first time since the door incident. She says her son accidentally forced the door open. How does one accidentally force a door open? He hardly looks that strong.
Pix, could it be a father of a student? Or tutee?
So happy for Zoe, Pix!
I'm a bitch with an Orange Belt. Fear me. Mwah-ha-ha.
I do fear you!! But in an OMGSOAWESOME kind of way!
Whoohoo, Suzi! Goodonya!