Steph, trust me, I tineyed that shit, and so far there's nothing else out there.
I'm about to crack my first Izze since getting my Sodastream. I haven't really felt the need.
Thank goodness the only meal ingredients I have in the house are for crockpot food, or I'd be cooking again tonight. I have three meals worth of leftovers to eat. Well, two and most of a chicken.
It's all right, Steph. It's a sign from a loving God that soon there will be a Sherlock Holmes movie with at least one whole scene filled with delicious sweaty bondage.
RDJ in ropes and collar is proof that God loves us and wants us to be horny.
Thanks, yall. We are out; the diagnosis is pinched nerve, but she is still mostly unable to walk. Not sure how we will get her back in the house, as they don't have a wheelchair. Argh.
Yes I am posting from the car in the parking lot as I wait for them...
Nothing like spending the day in the ER. I'm glad it's not a broken hip, though.
Oh, Consuela. Your poor mom. And you. Fingers crossed it gets easier.
Consuela, glad the hip isn't broken, but even so, your poor mom! Ouch.
Ack, Consuela!
Here, have a goofy cat photo: [link]
Teppy, I got a hat from a roller derby skate dealer--no lie, it's got "Vanilla" on it--which is a brand of derby skate. I almost sent it to you.
But I think I wanted me to have it instead.
I think that photo exposes where most of our kinks lie.