Smoove C.
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.
Sergio.
Mozzarella.
Mozzarella.
And call the kitty Mozzie!
I like it.
Got to spend time with smonster, meara, and Tom for dinner at a nice bistro that serves a moules frites that we like (along with awesome gumbo and fried cupcakes.)
Great catching up with meara and getting all the Decadence dirt! Not that I know anyone or anything about it, but it's always fun to hear about meara adventures.
And of course Tom and smonster rank among my favorite people so it's always fun to hang with them.
Back to work tomorrow. pbbbbbbllltttt.
Moms visiting. Was supposed to be two nights. She decided to add another day. And the cool gardens I found and wanted to take her to are closed this week. Ack. But we did spend the day checking out Leisure World (retirement village). She sprung on me "I'm 66 1/2, I'm getting too old to work. I wanna retire". But didn't bring any paperwork to come up with a plan. Uggg.
Eek, omnis. I'm glad that I'm not too worried about my parents financially. About their health, definitely, but I'm worried about funding my own retirement, I don't want to do theirs!
Dinner was indeed fun! I don't think I'd ever met Tom in person before. And I was glad to get another nice meal in (rather than all the late night breakfasts I'd been having this week!)
Yay buffista dinners!
So I was sitting alone in my bedroom (ok, not alone but boy and dog are both asleep, work with my tale of woe here) thinking to myself, "I really hate cramps, but I have no one to share my misery with..."
And then I remembered, I have Bitches! So. I am here to tell you, I hate cramps. I mean, really.
And call the kitty Mozzie!
Hee! I thought about renaming Darby Mozzie when I first got her. But she was really quiet and shut down and it was hard to get a sense of her personality and I wasn't sure it would fit.
Now? She's incredibly sweet, but suspicious as hell of anything new or different than the established routine. If she had higher-level brain functions she would be all about conspiracy theories. And she has a goofy side that comes out at random moments. Totally a Mozzie.
It's pouring out there. Lots of streets around here are starting to flood, but so far, it looks like it's more annoying flooding than dangerous or damaging flooding, although we've got to drive really carefully. Also, I was wearing a raincoat, but the part of my slacks that were exposed below the coat got completely soaked through while I was walking from my car to my office. I'm debating the wisdom of going to the bookstore and buying a pair of sweatpants to wear while I hang these up and let them dry off. On the plus side, dry legs. On the minus side, I'd have to go out in that rain again.