Go, cysts! Yay, cysts! Cysts~ma for Kristin's mom.
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.
Hey Universe. FUCK. OFF.
For sure. All the health~ma and nothing~ness to Pix and ND. For realsies.
Seriously, universe, BACK OFF THEIR MOMS. Go pester somebody else's moms. Or, really, don't pester any moms anywhere, please? Just for a day or so.
{{{Buffista Parents}}}
Universe: back the hell off
Pix, tons of it's nothing-ma for your wonderful mother.
I am having one of my stomach aches that hurts so bad I feel like I am going to pass out. My body can seriously give me a break any time now.
Sitting around, waiting just-a-few-more-minutes before leaving to pick up DH at Oakland Airport. I will be ever so glad to see him come back from Chicago.
In other Katie news: I'm almost 50! Go me. Who ever would have thought I would have acquired so much chronological age with so little maturity? Honestly, I always thought I would have figured it all out by now.
Omg. I ended up making ten flavors of cupcake and about 12 dozen cupcakes tonight. Tomorrow I have to make frosting (ten flavors) and frost them, before my dads birthday. Ay! But I feel like at least I'm doing something this way--my sister has organized the whole thing, caterer, hall, linens, plates and silverware and picking it up (caterer doesn't provide) shopping, etc etc. Massive.
Oh my lord. Sounds awesome though - we need to see the list of flavors.
Big parties for dads are a cool thing. We did one for my dad's 75th. Awesome.