What amych said. Breathe, my dear.
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Having the same problem here in Virginia, Hil.
{{{Nora}}} Do you want to talk about it?
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Call Krissie and bitch! She's good at putting people in a better mood! Except I think she's at a concert.
Nora, can you freak out to us, or will that spill over into you being demonstrably freaked-out in front of Tom? Because if it helps to freak out here, go for it.
thanks, guys.
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{{Dana}}
{{Pix and Drew}}
Sheesh! I want my friends to have better times now, Universe! Pay attention!
However, there are times when I am all "GO AWAY" because I would like to have the house to myself for a while, but that's pretty seldom.
I will admit, I'm very thankful for Pete's 2 weekly D&D games. That means I can watch Beetlejuice or The Lost Boys for the umpteenth time while doing mindless sewing.
Hil, I would check any groups in your local Synagogue. We have friends who still hang out with a Sabbath dinner group they joined 20 years ago.
~MA