I need to focus on short-term stuff. I know what I'm doing for the next few days. Maybe I'll see if my parents or sister want to come visit next weekend.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Vortex, let the $10 go and regift it. Bonus--it will be on hand and ready to wrap!
Oh Em, you precocious thing, you! (go you!)
Yay for good prognosis for the dog.
Yes, at em's age I was kicking boys. Buy that was more about my sense of justice and rule following than early signs of Teh Ghey.
I was punching boys. For the fun of it. I didn't start kissing them for a couple of years. And then I went back to punching them.
I started kissing boys around 5. Never stopped kissing them. Just added the occasinal women every now and then.
I want a cookie.
Sometimes, I kiss those, too. I am an equal-opportunity kisser.
If I had any cookies, Hil, I'd be stuffing them through the interpipes to you right now.
At Em's age there was one boy I talked to on a regular basis. His name was Jason and he was nice and funny and the only other early reader in my class, and I had vague thoughts that maybe we would get married someday since we both knew how to read. Most other children, male or female, made me weep with shyness and panic. Wanting to kiss them all probably would have been a lot healthier.
When I was Em's age, there were a few boys who were my friends, but I don't remember really thinking anything in particular about boys in general.
Better take away her candy necklaces.
I agree, she's ready for a f2f. We just need sprog her age to make out with.
Oh, she's been to several...
::whistles casually::
:: scuffs dirt with toe::
Um, sorry we broke your kid...