Cereal:
Nora, here's hoping both Mom and Grandma are on the mend and yay for a good interview. (Because it was. I'm sure of it.)
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
Cereal:
Nora, here's hoping both Mom and Grandma are on the mend and yay for a good interview. (Because it was. I'm sure of it.)
blergh- I don't think I've seen Laga around since Irishgate of a few days ago. I feel bad about that.
Owwww. Ankle is being stupid again.
I'm seeing the doctor tomorrow. Just need to make it until then.
I don't think I've seen Laga around since Irishgate of a few days ago. I feel bad about that.
Please don't feel bad! It's not the first time I stepped in the guacamole. I wasn't not posting on purpose; sometimes I don't have anything relevant to add to the conversation.
oh, yay, good.
t smushes Laga
I wasn't not posting on purpose; sometimes I don't have anything relevant to add to the conversation.
oh, like that's ever stopped anyone here (and I include myself in that :) )
I delete more than I post... but a lot of crap gets through anyway.
{{{Nora}}}
Thanks for the good wishes, all. I'm back from Greece with a few blisters and a ton of pictures. (I'll post links when I have them triaged and uploaded.)
I skipped and skimmed a lot. Hugs, hairpats and hell-yeahs to those who need them.
Now to collapse.
Continued ~ma for your mother and grandmother, Nora. And YaY for a good interview.
Welcome back, Calli! I'm looking forward to the pictures.
Nora, much ~ma and love for your fam.
O! My Bitches, so I have something to share, but I don't know that I'm authorized to share. So I'm going to speak cryptically, and if you respond, please do so in kind. No names but mine, for one thing, please? And don't COMM this, please.
A certain female person in my house (who is about 2 months shy of 11), hit a certain milestone, tonight. It was not unexpected, but it's always sudden has taken on a whole new meaning. She was prepared, so she was cool, savvy, graceful and even a little excited. I was only prepared in that I knew it was coming somewhat soon, and thankfully, had the foresight to prepare her.
If the world was right, we'd have a bitch ritual we could set into motion to celebrate this thing. But the world ain't right. Just look at it. So I told her it was a good thing, and congratulated her, and helped her with the mundane details of being a woman.
In sum? GULP.