It's been raining here for a while now, but the hurricane is still a while away.
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.
smonster, I forgot to say it earlier, but I'm vibing hard for kitteh Magnolia to find her way back. Poor wee lost thing!
I googled to find a tailor in my town, and more than half the hits on the first page are information about one of the first settlers here, who was a tailor. Interesting, but not really useful right now. Also, wouldn't it make more sense for the first few settlers to be farmers? I'd think tailors wouldn't be needed until the town was established a bit.
Glad for your mom, Ginger. I hope her pain gets managed soon.
smonster, did you take Frankie out and around and see if he can either sniff her up or let her come to him as familiar? Just a thought
We did that last night. Walked all around the house and around the block. No luck. N is so sad, and may not keep the other kitten because she liked Magnolia better and doesn't want to be reminded. The one she still has doesn't like to cuddle, won't pee in the litter box, etc.
Took a long nap. My hip has been KILLING me. I have an appointment with a chiropractor on Wednesday. It feels like it's going to give out. I'm worried that I'm going to need a hip replacement by the time I'm 40.
Ack. Sorry, Kind of feeling doom and gloomy right now. Overwhelmed.
Well fuck cancer. I've been catching up with one of my cousins - haven't seen her in years. She's got a tumor on thyroid and there's a good chance it's cancer. But she won't have surgery until Sept 9!
MUPPET NAIL POLISH Oh, how I love OPI!
I may have to start painting my nails.
MADE OF AWESOME
Fresh Frog of Bel Air will be MINE.
I want Rainbow Connection and Animalistic.
Turns out my spidey sense was not wrong. StW just sat me down and told me (again) that he's not ready for a committed relationship. Just wanted to make sure we were "on the same page." Well, sweetie, we're not and we haven't been and we may never be. And that sucks.
Patience, not my forte.