Barb, insent.
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
Aims is sending you a crowbar and KY jelly?
I do have both.
Oh, Barb. Your tale of mother ... stuff reminds me that it has been some time since I last actually spoke to mine. Maybe I should call her.
heh, I'm reminded of that Rahm-and-mother's day joke.
My mother, predictably absolutely LOST her mind and told the ex-mistress/wife to get her cheap, trashy ass the fuck out.
I'm thinking maybe she craves the drama and leveraged the memorial for maximum effect.
I should be in the basement, forcing the Summer 2009 Toy Purge on to my child and husband. Instead, I am eating cake and counting down the hours until Mad Men starts.
I do have both.
Now why does this not surprise me?
::loves on the Empress::
Backflung, babe.
ok at guitar festival. saw many guitares, heard some good music, lots of geeky sound talk. Dh is in a workshop and I got my lap top so I could just get the pictures off the camera. -- but I found some unsecured wifi...
So I came here instead.
Barb, take heart in the idea that you could never be the person you mom is. She taught you well what not to be.
::loves on Barb::