Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'
[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.
{{Cashmere}} No flu ~ma. I hope you can arrange a child care option. Quick recovery wishes.
{{sj}} Health ~ma headed out to you too.
{{Hil}} I hope sleep happened.
Aroo? Which?
Wingate University. They are interested in 2 of the boys DH coaches. I would like to see them go to the same school to help the transition. (mommy mode) Both have fabulous grades and mad skillz on the court so they will have options.
I'm skipping to let you know that the moving was moved. It was done at the speed of light, and almost no casualties, besides my sister's toe (maybe broken) and my parent's balance (both fell). But we're all OK, and I'm typing it from a new, shiny computer with a big flat screen and THERE IS INTERNET.
It is a cozy, great house, and I don't have a lot to complain about, really. I just need a closet and a library in my room (when I walked into it, it had 3 desks and a bed and of course, boxes galore).
We hear shooting from time to time, and no idea what's up with that. And I believe that besides a huge, wonderful tree, there's also an Arab village that I see from my window. Don't know which.
Now, I need to continue unpack. My feeling is that one of the reasons that the moving was done at the speed of light since the boxes of my room are all scattered around the house. Better go and find them.
I see a lot of brackets in the recent posts. I send mine, as well, and wish you well, and I just don't have enough ... something here to tell you guys how much I love. I wouldn't be able to go through this move without you.
Though living with my mother might be a different story which I'll have to sort out eventually, but that's for another time.
Shir! Moved! With internet! Excellent.
It's good that you feel supported. Here's some more support~ma for you. Wishing you a peaceful home-sharing with your mother.
We hear shooting from time to time, and no idea what's up with that.
Look after yourself.
And I believe that besides a huge, wonderful tree, there's also an Arab village that I see from my window. Don't know which.
The Girl called me from Haifa this morning. She said if she was going to move back to Israel, that would be where she would live, because of the multi-cultural feel.
Haifa is a great place. Multi-cultural, minus the apartheid we have here.
Yay, for getting moved in, Shir. Not-so-yay for the gunshots heard. Stay safe.
Get better quickly~ma, Cash. I hope you get the help you need to take care of the kids and yourself.
Hil, I hope you are ok.
Jumping back in - Shir, it sounds like the move went well. I'm glad.
:: tackle hugs Shir ::
Glad to hear the move went well. Very happy to see your pixels. Hope your sisters toe heals quickly.
Though living with my mother might be a different story which I'll have to sort out eventually, but that's for another time.Might I suggest you *FORGET* your M16 abilities. She is your mother after all. As frustrating as she is right now, you do love her.
Morning. I got a bit of sleep. Not quite enough, but some. And now I've got to get dressed for physical therapy, and then go do some work.
Timelies, all.
Zen! Hiya! Where you been, girly?
Yay for Shir getting moved with minimal issues.
I suppose it's fitting that, when I tried to post my facebook status as "is having One of Those Mornings," it wouldn't post? On either browser?
So far I've overslept (despite multiple alarms and a decent bedtime), took forever to find an outfit (which is now itching me), was 45 min late to work, had to reschedule a meeting I wasn't ready for due to being late, and spilled coffee on myself.
Really, Friday? What did I ever do to you?
I know lots of Buffistas have trouble with insomnia - is there anyone who has/had massive issues getting up on time and found ways to deal with it? Besides multiple alarms, because I can apparently hit snooze/turn them off in my sleep like a CHAMP. The thing that's worked best for me is to get a wakeup call from a real human being, but I despise asking that of anyone.
And now that I've gotten that out of my system, I need to email my therapist and actually do some work.
Well, I have to say that today has begun in a great deal better fashion than yesterday. Wasn't shocked awake, I was able to have coffee in peace, and I get to go peruse the brand new Fresh Market for goodies to make for appetizers to take to dinner tonight. Even the weather is cooperating for once- it's in the mid-sixties, sunny, cloudless sky, and I'm going to ride with the top down.