Sends cookies to Steph's mad Greek chorus.
Buffy ,'Showtime'
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.
Sends cookies to Steph's mad Greek chorus.
Me too!
OMG, so sleepy today. Need... to... make... red... beans!
Need... to... make... red... beans!
Nom! I would take that in lieu of a cookie.
Adding my good thoughts to the many for the Boy, his family, and Steph. I went through this with DW when her dad had leukemia and it is SO hard.
{{{Nora}}}
I am not very functional this morning, because Husband was up at 3AM with an ear infection.
Hugs to Steph and Nora and them that needs them.
"I do," he said. "And she loves me."
"That is *never* something to be sorry for," I sai
Oh, now, that got me.
Steph, clearly you need to buy yourself beef and cookies today. But not beef cookies, b/c eww.
Today's OKC chat weirdness... one guy is telling me how Carl Sagan was a total pothead, and another launched into an explicit explanation of his sexuality without explaining first that he's interested in hooking up when he comes to town. Bit much for a Monday morning.
Stephanie, did my friend ever get in touch with you about Moldova? Do you still need someone?
I just dropped the box spring on my toe, proving once again that housework can kill you. Can I have a cookie?
My inner Greek chorus of madmen HATES not telling him, because they want a cookie for their good deed.
I totally get this way myself. The best solution I have found is the mirror conversation. I tell the story to an imaginary audience, in minute detail, out loud and with extravagant embroidery...sometimes over and over. I'm not sure why, but it helps me to expend the desire for affirmation.
In any case, you get massive props from me, for what that's worth.
My grandma entered the hospital May 24th for aortic valve replacement surgery. She never left the hospital again. It turns out she had something else going on that they discovered while monitoring her after surgery and just one thing after another happened. (I'll never again doubt the "one thing after another" scenarios on House M.D.)
My grandma died at 1am this morning. She was the last of my grandparents surviving. I'm alright because I've felt a bit distant for a while but my mom is going to be a wreck. I will be as supportive to her as I can but I feel guilty. As if not being as wrecked about it as she is makes me a bad person.
I'm sorry, Spidra. Much peace to you and your mom.