Spike ,'Smile Time'
[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.
OK. This place is sorta kinda a little bit neater.
Maybe I'll Freecycle my grocery bag cart. Possibly my immersion blender, too -- I almost never use it, because the blades aren't sharp enough to blend any of the stuff I want to blend, and cleaning it is a pain.
Jilli, does Pete want to give lessons to TCG on how to deal with a sick, cranky woman?
Heh. I'll tell him he needs to do so.
Brewing a pot of tea and rummaging in a cupboard to find some magazines should NOT make me this tired, dammit.
Frankie just told me he needs to go to the dog park. I just wish he'd found a way to communicate other than chewing up a sandal!
I have a mini food processor on my Target registry, and I reeeaaallly hope one of my girlfriend's gets it for me.
I am having an after-the-fact bachelorette thing that is a weekend at my friend's lovely house in the Ozarks, all girls. I did a Target registry, instead of lingerie, cause I've got tons of that. It's at the end of June, and I am really looking forward to spending the weekend drinking coffee on her wraparound deck in the country, watching hummingbirds, noshing and drinking and splashing in the spring-fed river, giggling and drinking, relaxing and drinking...
And prezzies? And my best girlfriends? Too much fun.
Jilli, if that made you tired, you really need to set a spell and not do anything. It's your bodies way of saying "I need all energy to fight this thing!" With that, get better soon, k?
P-C, maybe you should link this article to your mother (unless things have died down enough that you do not want to re-open a can of worms): Interracial marriages at an all-time high
I want a beach.
I think I hit some kind of sensory overload with my ankle. I can't put on the brace or ice or TENS, because anything touching it is just setting off this skin-crawling "no more touching!" response.
Parts of my family are like an episode of Jerry Springer.
I want to go surfing. Maybe surf kayaking would be better, since I'm pretty sure that I'd dislocate my entire foot if I tried to balance on a surfboard right now. Or boogie boarding.
I think my brain still hasn't quite accepted that I'm not a kid anymore and can't spend the entire summer in the ocean like I used to. But it's been far too long since I've even been swimming.
Sam Adams new IPA is teh yum