I hate to break into the real stuff going on here, and be all me-me-me--but look at what my husband got me for my birthday! Holy moly! [link]
Pretty as all get out. And I know it was on sale, since that is one of his (and my) requirements for buying jewelry. I didn't even know there were black sapphires! They are indeed black, but have a lovely hint of blue in them. It looks very deco and vintage, which I really like. I don't get dressed up much, but I think it'll look cool with a black blouse and jeans.
Okay, squeeing is over.
I keep having this picture in my brain of Cordelia, Wesley and Gunn singing "We are Family."
Wooo hooo! Major props to the hubby for the excellent birthday gift!
And Happy Birthday, Scrappy!
Last night my nephew's band played at a bar across the street from Hamburger Mary's in Long Beach. A few people at our bar commented at how jumpin' the joint across the street seemed to be, that they usually have drag shows on weekends but they've never seen it this crowded on a Wednesday.
When I found out about Prop 8 today I came home singing "
prop 8 has been overturned
" and I told my roommate I was surprised people weren't dancing in the street last night. He said, "oh hey- they were!"
Thank you for what you posted, Winmsparrow. Always good to be reminded of this stuff.
I've been meaning to stay away from here today, even though I read all your posts since last night and writing a post about how much right and wonderful yay for love making a family is. And then, I saw this quote, which I had to share with you.
It's from an interview with the head of the Israeli space program (my translation).
"Sure you can have intercourse in space. The Russians already did that, several times, but they don't publish their results. By what I got from them, it's more fun on Earth. When there's no gravity it's a bit like having sex on a treadmill: you have to use straps to pin down the other side. And where's the fun in that?".
I dunno, I hear it can be quite fun. I can't say from personnel experience. But it's what I've heard.
I dunno, I hear it can be quite fun. I can't say from personnel experience. But it's what I've heard.
You need an apartment with thicker walls.
From where I'm standing, it's just one more reason to become an astronaut.
where's the fun in pinning down your partner with straps? Sheesh, astronauts.
