Much ma to quester's SIL. Much health recovery to Bob.
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Fingers crossed for your SIL, quester.
FUCK cancer.
What she said.
>Fingers crossed for your SIL, quester. FUCK cancer.
What she said.
Yeah. This.
Indeed. What Perkins said!
I was planning on giving Suzi at least one green, and then I tried it again.
HEY.
And hell yeah, FUCK CANCER.
HEY.
It could still happen.
Oh yeah. That.
lisah, I'll look out for your email. Actually, I'm emailing you my work phone # too.
Thanks, sara!
Glad to help. Figure Bob won't appreciate spicy nut cookies for a while yet.
OH, MY GOD, it's windy in the Windy City today. It's reporter-covering-a-hurricane windy.
No shit! You can hear a gusts coming several seconds before they hit. I drive a pretty aerodynamic car and the wind was rocking it at stoplights.
Geez. I started this post before Supernatural started.
All kinds of positive vibes for your SIL, quester.
And a quick recovery for Chicago Bob.