Willow ,'The Killer In Me'
[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.
Sorry you're having a bad day, Barb. Would it help to apologize to Lewis?
I did-- problem is, I've had a lifelong history of doing that even when it's not warranted, just for the sake of keeping peace, which then has left me even angrier/unsettled. In this case, it was a warranted apology, but it's hard to shake the angry/unsettled.
Perhaps I should just go to bed.
I want it to have meaning.
Flowers have lots of meanings. Apparently you're unaware of the Language of Flowers.
Well, I'll remember that if I date a floriographer.
Well, I'll remember that if I date a floriographer.
Or somebody into Victoriana, possibly even a Steampunk.
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray, love, remember. And there is pansies; that's for thoughts.
There's fennel for you, and columbines.
There's rue for you and here's some for me: we may call it herb of grace a Sundays.
Good luck askye! On our last visit I commiserated with the vet...Your job is about 33% animal care and 66% dealing with difficult people, right? She looked like she might cry from gratitude over the understanding.
As for flowers. I'm a former...sometime current florist. You'd think that would make me a huge fan. Not so much, really. I do love them, but to have them in my house, they must be special and long lasting. Roses...never. I've spilt too much blood over them.
I do love the scene in Stranger than Fiction when Will Farrell's character says to the baker, "I brought you some flours." That made me really happy.
Want to give me something? Give me nail polish (though I'm sort of on a break from it right now)
Which reminds me, I have some nail polish for you.
Both our dogs are in getting their teeth cleaned this morning. I am also a bit on the nervy side about it.
Anaesthesia and sedation are nothing to sneeze at. They carry risk. The risk is pretty remote, but it is there. Dental care is, I think, worth the risk in general (exceptions made for individuals who have known risk factors contraindicating anaethesia or sedation, of course). But lots of pet-dental~ma for those in need.
IOmememeN, it is 98.6˚F (37˚C) here. Humidity is pretty low, so it could be a lot more miserable. But I think me and Daniel's nephew Chris are the only people in the state who are really enjoying it. I am looking forward to mowing the lawn after Daniel's cousin gets done fixing the Grand Am so Daniel can get away from driving the gas-hog Dodge Ram. Steve has many allergies, and grass is apparently one of them. In the meantime I am happily putting laundry out on the line, and looking for more laundry to do.
Another eHarmony thing I don't understand: one of the questions is something like "Besides your parents, who has been the most influential person in your life?" I've seen a few people who answered this with something like "Sam and Joe." Do they not understand the purpose of this site?
My mom packed most of the breakables, and bubble-wrapped all my framed art. One kitchen box is almost full, and I've started the box to go with me and basket o' snacks. I've got my CDs for the trip picked out. I've done laundry and folded clothes. I canceled my internet for Thursday. Tonight a load of furniture will go to amyth. Tomorrow the goat farmers are coming to help me load, and my mom is coming back to keep packing.
And I am FREAKING THE FUCK OUT. I think it might be time for a quarter of a Xanax.