my actual v-day will be at work. Woot. loading out super big show. saying good bye to the beautiful Meyer Line Array. wishing we could leave it in place. Alas, the theater doesn't have th $100,000 to do that.
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.
We're currently over at Wallybee's cousin's place. They have a little girl, a couple of months younger than Ryan. I'm not 100% sure, but they appear to be trying to race my baby.
Go Ryan GO!
This is some info that the doctor said that is good advice for anyone who has a UTI.
I was told that when have a UTI or think I have one I need to avoid spicy foods as well as acidic foods. Not because they cause UTIs but they make the symptoms worse, which makes sense.
I want to go skating. I think my ankle might be OK enough for it. Maybe. Just really want to be on the ice.
Much ~ma for the surgery, and finding the best antibiotic for you, askye. And? Lots of punctuation.
Friends of mine are having a 'comfort food ' Potluck on valentines day. While most of us our married we are mostly 'old married couples' but there will be singles, some kids , and some grandkids. In other words, love in many facets will be celebrated.
Goodn luck, askye.
Valentine's Day is annoying. In my 32 (dear lord, wait, am I 32? 31? Shit, I don't even know how OLD I am? Fuck, I AM 32! When did I turn 32? SHIT, I got old and didn't realize it? That means I'll be 33 this year?? CRAP) Um. Digression. Point being, I've only ever been dating someone twice on V-Day. And both times were really a bust. Useless. And the rest of the times were ass.
Askye, yay for getting shit done, but sorry it sounds like it all has to be so darn COMPLICATED.
I went contra dancing tonight! And now my ankle really hurts. Or more the muscles right above my ankle in my lower leg. Ouch.
That means I'll be 33 this year??
Soon you'll be older than Jesus ever was.
ya, I'll trade ya Ms. 32. Signed. Mr. 38.
I was in a real relationship for one v-day, and it was cool. Spoiled her rotten. Apparently I was the first fella to give her flowers. Blew her away.