Joyce ,'Never Leave Me'
[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.
Wait, scoring PANTIES is a thing now??
For St. Patty's it is. Irish men walk around in kilts, offering fake flowers for a kiss on the cheek, and if they really like you they will put cheap panties on you over your jeans. Ours say "love the Irish."
It seems less skeezy in the moment. Really.
{{{ Shir }}} May the dog tests reveal a quick and easy remedy.
bonny, oodles of ~ma to you and Niki.
Shir, I hope your doggy is soon and easily mended.
Sis and I pooped out after dinner and came back to the compound. Sleeep.
{{{{{bonny&Nikki}}}} Much ~ma of heart and body healing.
And operable~ma for dog of Shir.
good thoughts to both of you, bonny and Shir.
Mmm. I am so very glad my friend Q reminded me of my friend R's party tonight. Heheheheheh. (Earlier I was feeling sickly, and at our personal training session thinking I had nothing going on, and might make tonight a sad "stay home and be on the internet and catch up on tivo and drink tea" thing, and Q was all "Are you going to R's birthday tonight?" and I'd utterly forgotten about it)
Because lo and behold, R has an ex (from a few years ago) who emerged from the wilds of the burbs to celebrate...who's super cute...who thinks I'm super cute...who I spent most of the evening making out with. And who I'm totally going to see again. Exxxxcellent.
Four x's? Must be Teh Hawt. Have fun, meara!
Yay for random exes, meara!
Shir, I hope they were able to take care of things for your dog.
{{bonny and Niki}} Peace and strength.
~ma for a good outcome, Shir.
Sounds fun, meara! And good luck with the house.
Irish men walk around in kilts, offering fake flowers for a kiss on the cheek, and if they really like you they will put cheap panties on you over your jeans.
Ok, now I really regret not going to NOLA for my anniversary. Next year. DH suggested that we go back to St. Augustine Beach to the same hotel where we spent our honeymoon 20 years ago. So I made reservations for next weekend. The anniversary itself we will be home but there is never any shortage of things to do within walking distance on 3/17.
Fuck. It's cancer, in a tricky location to operate (so they didn't do anything, and we won't go with radiations), and in a pretty advance condition.
Remind me to kill the first vet when I'll have a chance. We could have earned at least a month and a half of treatment.