Baby steps, Andi. You did good.
I know I'm a bad poet, but I'm a good man. All I ask is that... is that you try to see me—
William ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
brenda m - Jan 18, 2011 2:03:33 pm PST #13486 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
sj - Jan 18, 2011 2:06:12 pm PST #13487 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{WS}}}
Vortex - Jan 18, 2011 2:07:08 pm PST #13488 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Aaaaaand, my mother went to Brazil and bought me a bunch of jewelry for Christmas. @@ I'm sure that it's beautiful, but I DON'T WEAR A LOT OF JEWELRY. I know it sounds like I'm an ungrateful bitch, but it really annoys me that she buys something that I don't give a shit about because she likes it.
Barb - Jan 18, 2011 2:07:23 pm PST #13489 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Coming down of the "My kid done good" high to give Andi a huge hug for trying, even though she didn't want to. And to support her totally if she gets ill and wants to send the bill to that psychiatrist.
brenda m - Jan 18, 2011 2:11:34 pm PST #13490 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Can you regift it, Vortex?
I mean that seriously. I've done it before with things that are actually really very nice but just not going to work for me and I don't think there's anything wrong with it.
Miracleman - Jan 18, 2011 2:12:00 pm PST #13491 of 30000
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
I know it sounds like I'm an ungrateful bitch, but it really annoys me that she buys something that I don't give a shit about because she likes it.
My mother bought me a hooded sweatshirt (wear them rarely) with the phrase "Michigan isn't for sissies" on it. Said phrase being next to a pretty pretty snowflake.
Your pain? I feel it.
brenda m - Jan 18, 2011 2:16:15 pm PST #13492 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Speaking of gifts though, I tried out the Amazon wishlist thing this year with family and it was...kind of a success? Ended up with a lot of duplication, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. I got three different vegetarian cookbooks. And I actually needed two or maybe three doormats and ended up getting this from my brother.
And, also from my sister. (I knew she was getting it, and we were laughing about it for like three days ahead of xmas and then I opened his box and...) Oh well.
Barb - Jan 18, 2011 2:16:26 pm PST #13493 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
My mother bought Abby a gold locket with a rose & the words "I Love You" engraved on it for Christmas.
She doesn't wear necklaces. And certainly not one more appropriate for a six-year-old, rather than a teenaged girl. Poor kid just looked at me, bewildered and I just nodded and mouthed "I know. Just say thank you."
And in a memorable two-fer, she got ME a sheer, nylon top, embroidered with purple beads in a particularly fetching shade somewhere between olive & chartreuse. Saying all the while, "I know how much you love that color!"
Dude-- I like green. A lot. Can't wear most shades without turning a lovely shade of jaundiced. Even Lewis looked at it and said, "Has she seen your complexion?"
Vortex - Jan 18, 2011 2:17:38 pm PST #13494 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
yes, my mother was waxing poetic about how much I will love it @@
Miracleman - Jan 18, 2011 2:22:25 pm PST #13495 of 30000
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
The hoodie was actually part two of a gift...though its relevance to part one eludes me. It arrived late and she made SUCH a big deal of it. The final result was...well, possibly the hardest time I've ever had either not laughing in my mom's face or saying "WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK FUCKERY?" out loud.
Not that I'm ungrateful to receive a gift. But the build up and then the whole "I KNEW you'd LOVE this" was...what the fucking fuck fuckery?