I was an ugly and sullen baby. My mother might have used me to get sympathy, but that's about all I was good for. My sister, on the other hand...
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.
I suddenly had an image of this tiny (well, tinier) Jilli, complete with black and pink ruffles and tiny (tinier) top hat holding court in the pizza parlor.
I suddenly had an image of this tiny (well, tinier) Jilli, complete with black and pink ruffles and tiny (tinier) top hat holding court in the pizza parlor.
Um. So, there's this photo from my First! Ever! Trip to Disneyland! I was not quite 4. In the photo, I am wearing a poofy pink dress with (what looks to be, but you know how the color in old photos is) black trim, pointing gleefully at Captain Hook's Pirate Ship.
Hee!
D is not feeling good, so I made tomato soup and grilled cheese for dinner. So good.
I totally don't understand the land lease thing. That would freak me out, the uncertainty of what would happen at the end of the lease (even if the likelihood was that I wouldn't be there then).At first I was like, oh whatever, it's just another bill. But the more I think about it, the less it makes sense to pay huge amounts for a place. If you don't own the land, you own nothing. So I was thinking, what if I go for a 15 year mortgage instead, but then *I* wouldn't be able to sell the place. No clue what the terms of the land lease is. Either way, it's pissing me off. There was a cluster of places in that area that are in my low price range. And seeing them all on Redfin gave me hope that the market had dropped enough, that I could afford something. But my hope is like a balloon with the valve being released. Blargh.
In the U.S. one common case where we do the land lease is trailers. People who live in trailers (AKA mobile homes, AKA caravans for you English speakers) own the trailer, but lease the land. And yeah get screwed for it too a lot.
In terms of better looking people being elected President - the fact is that it's rarely Fugly McIckyface from party A running against a George Clooney lookalike from party B. It's usually two relatively attractive people running against each other. The ugly candidates get weeded out in the primaries.
I unashamedly pulled the girl card today when I walked in my bathroom and saw a million feathers resulting from my dear cat bringing home a present. Told them straight up that there was no way I was disposing of dead animal when I live with 3 full grown men.
DH is close to John Boehner level of boy crying. Sappy commercials, news stories, etc. The kids mock him about it constantly. He also loves foo foo drinks like a strawberry daiquiri with lots of whipped topping or oreo cookie drinks. We had a waiter at Bru's Room recently tell him he loved those drinks too but often felt embarrassed to order them.
Both sexes have odd standards thrust upon them, but we don't as individuals have to accept it. There are lots of girly girl things I adore, but I still worked in an industry that was overwhelmingly male when I started.
Would I cry if I thought it would get me out of a $200 speeding ticket? You betcha.
I have never had to flash anything, consider myself only moderately good-looking (better when I was younger and still wore contacts) and I've always gotten my tickets knocked down to a lower speed/lower points/smaller fine level. Whether or not that was due to being a female or just the fact I always was extremely polite to the police man, never argued, apologized profusely, I don't know. Just grateful in the long run, I guess.
I have reached the end!!!
...but I'm out of spoons again. Damn.
Big congrats to Shir!!
I have at various points agreed with many things many of you have said WRT the pretty thing. Yes, it exists, yes it sucks, yes I use it sometimes (more vivaciousness, really), and sometimes it makes me feel a little dirty and I hate that less attractive people get ignored or overlooked, etc.
I do revel in making a fairly drastic day-to-night transformation when volunteering in NOLA, and have had people not recognize me all made up. Because no, I have no interest in looking cute on a jobsite. Frenchman St? Hell yes. I'm holding out for someone who finds me hot both ways (besides B).
Right. It's 9:12 and I had a two hour nap today, but I'm going to bed.