You're not gonna jokey-rhyme your way out of this one.

Willow ,'Sleeper'


Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.  

[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.


amych - May 26, 2010 11:54:44 am PDT #20427 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Just gotta accept that you're gonna sweat, try to take it easy, and walk in the shade.

Dude, are you sure you weren't a southerner already?


Toddson - May 26, 2010 11:57:09 am PDT #20428 of 30000
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

That shirt - which Teppy called "fluffy" - I think went past fluffy and into frilled lizard territory. Perhaps a representation of a hitherto unknow species of dinosaur.


Zenkitty - May 26, 2010 11:57:50 am PDT #20429 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

90 degrees here. Missed my 3pm nap because I was at my shrink's for to get meds. Refilled the Deplin - I ran out about six weeks ago, and boy can I tell the difference. I 'fessed up that I'd cut back on the Wellbutrin because my hands were shaking, and he thought it was okay. He might not have recommended it, but since I'd done it anyway... He was also willing to refill the Valium. Yay Valium. I rarely notice until something brings it to my attention, but I am a walking knot of tension most of the time. The little blue happy pill is the only thing that relaxes me without side effects or hangover. Nice to have a doctor who isn't all "Danger Will Robinson!" about it.


Nora Deirdre - May 26, 2010 12:02:29 pm PDT #20430 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Dude, are you sure you weren't a southerner already?

I'm telling you, when I first visited NOLA last May, it felt like home right away!


Connie Neil - May 26, 2010 12:09:20 pm PDT #20431 of 30000
brillig

For people with/with access to summer/weekend homes, what happens to those homes during the times when you're not using them? Do they just sit empty? I'm always boggled by the idea of having multiple houses, because I have trouble imagining places sitting empty most of the time.


Zenkitty - May 26, 2010 12:12:03 pm PDT #20432 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

My sister and her husband had a summer home while they were still married. They just closed it up and turned off the water when they weren't going to be there. They had a duplex/condo thing, so their neighbors, who were year-round residents, were right there and could keep an eye on the place.


beekaytee - May 26, 2010 12:16:53 pm PDT #20433 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant

I was totally picturing you being a pet first aid/cpr instructor. Just had that image in my head. It's more than cool that it's working out.

See? That's the power of the ~ma and good wishes in this place. And, moreso, in your heart. Thanks for your faith. It's going to be fun!


Gudanov - May 26, 2010 12:17:03 pm PDT #20434 of 30000
Coding and Sleeping

My aunt and uncle have a second house in the Rockies. They rent it out when they aren't using it.


Kathy A - May 26, 2010 12:24:44 pm PDT #20435 of 30000
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

My brother got the vacation house in Florida in the divorce, and when he or another family member isn't down there, he just leaves the water off and lets the neighbors know that it'll be empty for a while (they are good people who keep an eye on it if they're around, and he gives them a few bucks each month in appreciation).


Scrappy - May 26, 2010 12:26:48 pm PDT #20436 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

The people I knew on the East Coast with second houses, had places that were uninhabitable in the winter. I taught with a guy who had a summer house in Maine, but it was on an island and had no electricity or insulation. So you cooked on a woodstove and used oil lamps at night. But it was worth it, because you also got to wake up and swim in a gorgeous lake each morning.

J's Aunt and Uncle converted an old condemned farmhouse to a country place, and that was also heated with a woodstove, but they and their four kids spent almost every weekend there. The first few years they were doing the actual work to make the place livable, then just hanging out. Two of the kids ended up going to college up there and lived in the house full time.