I adore my front closing sports bras. I'm not particularly concerned with lifting and separating etc., I just don't want them to hurt from being squished or bouncing too much.
If you take sexual advantage of her, you're going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater.
Book ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Connie Neil - May 02, 2010 6:41:12 am PDT #26798 of 30001
brillig
sarameg - May 02, 2010 7:14:14 am PDT #26799 of 30001
I can't believe your baby boy is tweeting, Cash!
OK, gonna go break in the new sneakers before it gets any hotter. Meant to go earlier, but managed to futz around instead.
msbelle - May 02, 2010 9:42:08 am PDT #26800 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
oh my is it hot and muggy out there. I am back home with the ac after churching and a bit of shopping at BB&B. also? I had ice cream for lunch in a bit of immaturity for mac giving me a hard time yesterday. mac is with uncle G, and uncle is G is not up for any nonsense today, so it will be interesting to see how the day goes.
I need to cool a bit and then I need to straighten the house. The realtor was gone last week, so my fingers are crossed that this week we will have some showings. Must get it into show shape.
Atropa - May 02, 2010 10:14:28 am PDT #26801 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Oh, I have to remember to go follow Owen on Twitter.
Today is day 2 of Storage Room Wrangling. Step 1, move all the trash bags! Step 2, start organizing.
msbelle - May 02, 2010 10:16:53 am PDT #26802 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I wish I were there to help. I have no interest in dealing with my own place.
Atropa - May 02, 2010 10:26:13 am PDT #26803 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
I wish I were there to help. I have no interest in dealing with my own place.
Isn't that always the way?
What kills me is that there is a great dresser down in the basement that I've had forever, and would be perfect for my plans for the Storage Room. But getting it up the basement stairs of death, and then up the insanely steep stairs to the Storage Room? Not worth it.
Cass - May 02, 2010 10:39:39 am PDT #26804 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Oh, I have to remember to go follow Owen on Twitter.
I just did. He's hysterical!
sarameg - May 02, 2010 10:45:57 am PDT #26805 of 30001
I'm over my hissy of yesterday. Don't know why that sent me to 11, but it did. Now back to zen. But I don't think I'll try any more bra shopping this weekend.
Walk was ...humid. I can't believe the amount of sweat I produced. Completely soaked my head and shirt. But it is a pretty walk and no new blisters, yay! Pool was a little warm (I like it 78-82, it's at 87-I actually like it cold enough for involuntary flinch when you get in, because by the end, it is refreshing) but not too busy.
shrift - May 02, 2010 10:58:43 am PDT #26806 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Don't know why that sent me to 11, but it did.
Every once in a while when I fail to find clothes that fit me, I feel like it's some kind of personal failure.
Jessica - May 02, 2010 11:02:50 am PDT #26807 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Let this be a warning to all who have old nail polish sitting around - I tried to open a bottle to see how old it was, it shattered in my hand, and I'm posting this from the ER. Took a huge slice out of my thumb. Lots of blood. Ouch.