Like that time I overlooked the porno mag on the toilet tank when I cleaned up before my dad came over.
'Out Of Gas'
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.
This is where I pimp for writing cred references for freelance work....
(Only kinda joking...)
I am very guilty of objects blending with surface they are on. I know where to look for said object, but it might be several layers deep. Since my move to TX, I am a lot better. Mom is 100x worse than me. When I was at my worst.
When in purge mode, I follow the maxim "when in doubt, throw it out"! Trying to teach mom that.
My father has a system. It involves shifting of piles. If he hasn't used it in awhile, it goes to the attic. If it's been in the attic for awhile, it goes to the curb. I can't recall if the period is one year or two. Or maybe one year to the actic, two years in the attic, then to the curb. Either way, a plan.
Books I save. It took a lot of pondering to chuck the magazines. Moving helps. Is it worth $1/lb? No?chuck it.
Hee. This conversation is apropos as I am posting in taking a break between cleaning all the things. Guests on Sunday. Seems to be the only time I can be arsed to deep clean. But it's also a beautiful rainy day, so we have the windows all flung open and airing the house out and it's just great.
Oh, desert rain... I am envious. It's the most amazing smell.
Grrr.
Last month, my sister's phone was stolen. So I sent her a check to buy a new phone, but by the time she got it, my parents had already bought her a new phone for less than what I had sent her. She was so happy she had gotten mail from me that she didn't care about the check. She wasn't even going to cash it; she was just going to keep it in a scrapbook or something as a memento of brotherly love.
Since she had no intention of cashing it, I incorporated that money back into my budget and spent it accordingly.
A few days ago my mom cashed the check against my sister's wishes.
My mother, ladies and gentlemen.
Passes the whiskey bottle to P-C.
Passes cupcake to P-C
We had a great day in the Cape. Tea shop, yummy dinner, and a cupcake store, where we bought the yummiest cupcakes ever. Totally worth all the stop and go traffic we drove through to get here.
So. I am at at a rock and roll themed party (thus asking about a costume in music). They asked for a band name for Rock Band. Guess what I threw out and got chosen.
That's right.
Cuntyballs.
Sweet cuntyballs!
Who did you dress as?