My lung-compromised co-worker is pretty much telling the rest of us the same thing Jessica is.
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.
Shir, I love you too! Hope that works for you.
I am most emphatically pro-H1N1 vaccine and will get it when there's enough, since I am not high-risk.
I spent 3 hours today periodically hollering, "Free school supplies! Getcher free school supplies!" and talking students/employees into all they could carry. This was our office's contribution to Sustainability Day. We collect the stuff from students at the end of the year, keep it over the summer, and hand it back out. It is ASTOUNDING the amount of unopened packs of paper and binders that are disposed of, among myriad other bits and bobs.
Anyway, it was fun and I scored some cool stuff for the office and myself, but now I have a rockin' headache. Not sure if it's from the hollering/talking or the newish meds.
Plans for rest of afternoon - sort trash and recycling from giveaway, sort goodies, eat chocolate, and answer the phone when it rings. And plan the rest of the week, since I didn't do that yesterday.
And eat ghost Peeps. Mmm, Peeps.
Corset lovers! CosetConnection.com is having a coupon code until Thursday for 40% off any in-stock corset. The code is 40STOCK40 for anyone interested.
My name-sake cousin is exceptionally pregnant, so she's going as Juno for Halloween. Complete with Slushie! Bwahahaha!
Aims, that's aweseome.
Barb, have you (or anyone else) purchased from them before?
I have, smonster. I have a gorgeous in-stock corset that I bought from them a couple of years ago.
My name-sake cousin is exceptionally pregnant, so she's going as Juno for Halloween. Complete with Slushie! Bwahahaha!
Delurking again to say this is awesome, but I could also see clutching an empty jug of SunnyD and a pee stick.
Oh child o'mine, how you vex me.
Emeline decided a few weeks ago that she liked my pink and black lunchbox more than her red one. She asked nicely if we could trade and I agreed. What the hell, right?
Today, she wouldn't stop swinging her lunchbox around at lunch, even though she was asked/told repeatedly to stop it. She did not and the zipper of the lunchbox got caught in another child's hair which took quite a long time to get undone. I imagine there was A LOT of crying. The lunchbox was confiscated by Mrs P and a note was sent home. Emeline went right into her room when she got off the bus and when she came out, told Joe, "Daddy, don't look under my dresser." Which, of course he did and found the note from the teacher telling the tale.
Tomorrow we will be going to school early to apologize to Mrs P and get my lunchbox back. I will also be stopping off for some brown paper bags.
Right now, I'd totally rather have the dance-date.
If you choose to keep bringing your adorable and cutie-pie children in here, I am going to be forced to smish them and take them home.
And vaccinate them!