My Buffistas are WAY up near the top of the list of Things What I Am Thankful For. (Also thankful for being able to end sentences with prepositions.)
Damn right. I am also thankful for these things.
'Selfless'
[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.
My Buffistas are WAY up near the top of the list of Things What I Am Thankful For. (Also thankful for being able to end sentences with prepositions.)
Damn right. I am also thankful for these things.
Seska, congratulations!
Happy Thanksgiving, y'all, wherever you are, whatever you're cooking and eating, whomever you're with (or without), whatever you're grateful for today.
Whether you celebrate or not, you're all a large part of what I'm grateful for.
Heh, Scrappy. Last year after the fam Thanksgiving, D and I on impulse called a few friends who were in town for the holiday, and a few couples came over with random leftovers, some wine and a little weed.
A few people smoked, everyone got a little tipsy on wine and it was fun because I never socialize on holidays with non-fam. However, D and I decided not to have friends over this year...because we had no damn leftovers after that! It was like a happy plague of locusts hit us.
Congrats on the new job, Seska!
Woo Seska! Congrats!
I'm having coffee for the first time today, because I neglected to have it this morning before going to a friend's for Thanksgiving dinner, and now my brain feels like it's trying to claw its way out of my skull. Caffeine, my one true love, never leave me.
Bird was quite nom. Oddly enough, I think I'm most pleased with the cranberry chutney/relish and the gravy. I've had a hit or miss relationship with gravy and this time, it came out just beautifully. I think I'm going to stick to the notion that for me, with gravy, simpler is definitely better.
Now we're watching football and waiting to make enough room for chocolate pecan pie.
amyth, I take it you survived Mrs. F?
HAHA. Mrs F! She pretty much ignored me, but it wasn't hideously obvious, since there were so many people there, including R. down from Queens, and Calli, and J's sister and BiL and nephews. And everyone was making a fuss over the baby. It could have been a lot worse. It also helps that the F.'s are naturally socially awkward and kind of frosty.
ETA: To splain: Today was the first time I interacted with my friend's mother since she defriended me on Facebook a couple of months ago, over a political argument that some of you may remember (and some of you took part in!) Good times, good times.
Man, what a nice day. Hung out at Daisy Jane's cousin's place, watched football and ate delicious dinner in a sunny courtyard.
The Saints almost made me barf there in the 3rd and most of the 4th quarter, though.
Lovely day here too. HKF and Mal have decided they're 1/2 siblings. Dinner was delicious. And there are games.
Also, how to train your dragon, which we tried to see in the theater, but it was too scary. This time, it seems to have achieved beloved movie status.