Oh Barb, hope nothing's broken! And sorry to hear about Mooshu!
Buffy: He ran away, right? Giles: Sort of, more. turned and swept out majestically, I suppose. Said I didn't concern him. Buffy: So a mythic triumph over a completely indifferent foe? Giles: Well, I'm not dead or unconscious, so I say bravo for me.
'Same Time, Same Place'
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.
javachik - Sep 19, 2009 12:26:33 pm PDT #23787 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Barb - Sep 19, 2009 1:04:03 pm PDT #23788 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
We're at the doc again. Nice thing about the call system is that the.moment you arrive, they take you right back to a room.
sj - Sep 19, 2009 1:30:58 pm PDT #23789 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Barb, good luck to Abby.
TCG are living in some sort of bizzaro world today. Nothing serious, just a lot of little things being weird around us.
Barb - Sep 19, 2009 1:36:28 pm PDT #23790 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
I've been saying all day that it's a very Monday sort of Saturday. I blame Tino.
Steph L. - Sep 19, 2009 1:37:17 pm PDT #23791 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Nice thing about the call system is that the.moment you arrive, they take you right back to a room.
That's a point in its favor, though the fact that they need call system sucks.
ION, we did some yardwork for about an hour -- *I* was the damn fool who said, "It's a gorgeous day -- let's do something outside!" -- and cut down an enormous vine thing that had grown up our neighbor's downspout, over onto the far end of our clothesline, onto our fence, and was rapidly approaching the gate in the fence. Cutting that fucker down was satisfying.
Then we attacked the mostly dead clematis in the front yard, which climbs the porch and grabs anything it can find. It's like kudzu.
And then I looked down and realized I have welts all over my legs, thanks to something green. I'm also very itchy, so I turned over my pruning shears and came in for Benadryl, cold water, and a hot shower.
Mother Nature is a bitch.
Nora Deirdre - Sep 19, 2009 1:38:21 pm PDT #23792 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Mother Nature is a bitch.
And you pissed her off!!
sj - Sep 19, 2009 1:40:05 pm PDT #23793 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I've been saying all day that it's a very Monday sort of Saturday. I blame Tino.
It is. I'm impressed by the call system. Very convenient.
Laura - Sep 19, 2009 1:40:23 pm PDT #23794 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Quick fix ~ma for Abby.
Yikes, omnis! It sounds like your dad had a rough go of it. Scary. Continued ~ma for a smooth recovery.
Steph L. - Sep 19, 2009 1:44:52 pm PDT #23795 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Mother Nature is a bitch.
And you pissed her off!!
Hey, the clematis was overtaking the porch and twining into the Japanese maple -- we needed to show it who was boss!
Shower now. And I'm having a hankering for chicken soup, since I just recommended it in Natter.
beth b - Sep 19, 2009 2:05:07 pm PDT #23796 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
I am deep cleaning -- or at least sort of deep cleaning. This seems to involve furniture rearrangement. The cat, while happy we are home is unsure why a vacuum cleaner is necessary and he has moved into a box that is slightly to small for him.