Buttery, oaky chardonnay is my OTChardonnay. Oh hell yeah.
I don't drink chardonnay, but I love all of their reds.
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Buttery, oaky chardonnay is my OTChardonnay. Oh hell yeah.
I don't drink chardonnay, but I love all of their reds.
Maddie got out of the house. 1 of the living room windows has a screen on the top but not the bottom. I accidentally opened it and didn't realize it.
I started hearing a weird thumping noise and Maddie was at the OTHER living room window leaning against the screen. She'd jumped up on the meters. No meow. She just doesn't.
There was no way for her to get back up in the other window (at least for her she's not a good jumper). But DEAN was in the window. I grabbed him, ran around the house, grabbed Maddie.
When I was walking back I told the landlady's SO about it, and he went and looked at it and discovered the screen just needed to be pulled down.
Bitches, do you know who keeps the Nail Polish Box list or should I ask in Natter? I'm organizing and have realized I have at least three doubles.
eek askye! I'm glad you got Maddie back safe.
Luckily she doesn't stray far. Dean would have wandered off, I think he was ready to jump down and try his chances.
Ugh Vortex, sorry about the crappy work news, but like Scrappy I've often been in awe of your work-fu. Will send much job~ma your way.
Laga, usually when the polish box comes to LA, it goes to Kat's house. We might want to arrange a LAista meet-up when it's here. I know I have a couple more bottles to add to the mix.
(eep, Franny is wearing a baby bonnet with her outfit. I can't explain, but it's really cute!)
A nail polish meet-up sounds like fun!
I'm sorry, Vortex. I hope you get more than a double-dose of silver lining out of this.
Oh Vortex, I am so incredibly sorry. I wish you all the new job~ma in the world. Several times over, in fact.
Dang, Vortex, talk about having the rug yanked out from under you. I hope this ends up getting you into an even better position.
Charlottesville isn't far enough from Mom, I guess? Ah well.