Don't be silly, GC. You are a wonderful person who happens to have made a very common mistake.
'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.
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Congrats, Windsparrow and Daniel!
Silverlake is a pretty awesome neighborhood in Los Angeles. They have a kick-ass street fair. Unless you've been to Halstead Street Market Days in which case Silverlake has a so-so street fair.
Not an actual lake. We're on a side street w/ cops flying overhead.
GC, people make mistakes.
You are human. It is ok to make mistakes. How else are you going to be able to teach your kid(s) how they should handle it when they screw up? Kids who are raised by Stepford types end up with all kinds of neuroses that are way worse than what happens in families where no one is expected to be perfect, just deal with fuck ups in responsible ways.
You are gonna be a wonderful mother, and so is DW. And I order you to come back and read this again tomorrow.
We're on a side street w/ cops flying overhead
Cops can fly in LA? Seriously? How could I have missed that? Or, umm, helicopters?
Never mind, don't answer - I'm having a really cool mental picture right now. Relax and enjoy the flying cops. I know I would.
Totally bawling.
We seem to have another vehicle.
Awesome!
Well...Andi hasn't see it in daylight yet.
I paid $385, haggled down from $500 for a POS 1993 Ford Aerostar panel van that used to be an auto parts runner.
The muffler is separated, it has no interior, save for two bucket seats up front.
It has heat and presumably air.
The engine seemed to run without missing or knocking, and the thing went into reverse in that bulletproof truck sort of way.
you want irony? The kid I bought it from has a 1989 Pontiac Grand Am he's fixing up.
The dome light needs replacing or I would have noticed the radio was gone. Oops.
you know how there's one really drunk girl at every wedding? At my wedding it was the bride. I don't remember anything after my new father-in-law gave me that flaming shot of Jack Daniels.
Ah! Gotcha. I have been to neither street fair, so I can only conclude that I an deprived and need to visit the West Coast.