OMG, my dryer is fixed. Halle-freaking-lujah. Time to do some laundry.
'Underneath'
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.
A bridge goes over water...sometimes troubled waters, sometimes calm waters, but still over water it's a bridge.
I'm frustrated because my scale isn't right. I thought I had a problem before and getting the batteries out and letting it recalibrate would help but no. I have lost weight because clothes fit me differently. But today I weighed 5 times and got 5 different weights with about a 12 lbs difference. Now I'm wondering what I really weigh and how much Iv'e really lost.
bleck, hangover. But oh my did we have fun at the old fashioned fancy restaurant last night. Waiters in tuxedos! Spinach salad flambe! I felt like a tourist in the 1950s.
I always thought I went to see movies at a theater but then I got a job at Pacific Theatres.
I hate weighing myself. When I get serious about fitness and want to track my progress, I use a tape measure.
When I get serious about fitness and want to track my progress, I use a tape measure.
Same here. I have managed to lose a full inch around my waist and two inches around my hips without actually losing any scale weight.
Happy Birthday Anne. Belate Happy Birthday Laga.
Thanks, Typo. I'm so glad I let my mom pick the restaurant... and I am going to tell you guys all about the fabulous food when I feel less icky.
I think an overpass is a type of bridge.
Mind you, I can't readily name any other types.
mmm, you had me with flaming spinach
Happy belate birthday, Laga! And Happy birthday, Anne!
Hippo Birdies Anne!