Anya ,'Touched'
[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 can actually see - after a bit of time - him waking up happily with you and thinking exactly this.
When things have settled, and life hasn't collapsed on him, and you've put up with his shit, a man might definitely have a "the clouds rolled away" moment of epiphany of that nature. They turn around and see you and go, "Oh! Yeah! Her! Me!" They really are creatures of emotion, no matter how much they try and pretend otherwise.
My first attempt at frying okra kind of made a mess, but it's a tasty mess. The breading didn't really stick to the okra, so I ended up with some fried breading bits and some fried unbreaded okra.
Hey, Trudy hasn't been around lately, has she?
I don't think she's been posting much on the boards lately, but she's been on facebook.
Emeline chose not to clean her room in a timely manne and then decided to throw an out and out screaming fit which resulted in her being placed in her room while Joe and I watched the new DW ep.
She has been "crying" and kvetching the entire time. I'm having a hard time not laughing.
Woe! Woe is Emeline.
So very woe.
Clearly, the girl needs a chez, so that she can flop on it dramatically with the back of her hand to her forehead.
No shit. Maybe I'll buy her a corseted dress and petticoats so we get the full effect.
Oh, Emeline.
All, thanks for the wise counsel. I've sent an email which I hope will not make matters any worse. It was very calm and rational.
In happier news... THE KITTEN IS IN THE ATTIC. I REPEAT, THE KITTEN IS IN THE ATTIC. We kept hearing Magnolia meow, and finally N got on top of her closet and popped up the sheet of wallboard covering the opening, and got a positive sighting. She's waiting up there with a can of food right now. Poor little freaked out feral baby kitty!
Some ~ma that she comes to N soon, please?