Eh, it's all relative. I'm done ranting. It's kind of hit comic proportions today. I stripped the bed and washed all the sheets and was so excited to fall asleep in fresh, clean sheets tonight...and now that I've made the bed all up again and am in it? I'm pretty sure I never actually put detergent in this load. t facepalm
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
Wallybee and I celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary last weekend, in honour of which we had some family photos taken. I've now uploaded them, starting here: [link]
Champion! [link]
This boy cannot take a bad picture: [link]
It's all about me! [link]
I like this pic of Wallybee: [link]
What do we have here? An adorable little boy? [link]
Affectionate little boy: [link]
Ready for his solo: [link]
Smile time! [link]
Cheekiness! [link]
It's a BEAUTIFUL LOVE STORY, alright? [link]
This is how close she needs to be before I don't need my glasses: [link]
I have decided to file an extension for taxes this year. I just cannot deal with it. I have way too much going on and I should have paid a tax preparer.
I'm sorry, Pix. That is pretty overwhelming to deal with all at once.
I am sorry about the sucky stress, Pix. Most of us surely know that one. Too much from all directions.
BT, thank you for the joyful pics! What a lovely way to start the day.
Oh, man, that really is a mountain of suckitude, Pix. Sending all kinds of pet~ma and financial~ma in your direction. Also to smonster and other Buffistas facing similar situations.
BT, that is one beautiful family! Cheered my day right up.
Oh, billytea, I love all those pictures! I just want to smish Ryan's little cheeks. He looks so happy and confident! And you and Wallybee are such a wonderful couple. Thank you for sharing them.
Pix, I'm very sorry to hear that finances are getting so overwhelming. Been there, done that, couldn't afford the t-shirt.
I am kicking ass and taking names. I have sorted one entired file box, getting rid of about 90% of the paper in it by recycling or shredding. One down... four to go? Or so? Haven't found a copy of my birth cert or my folder of moving expenses yet (which were the impetus to start this today) but it feels good to purge, baby, purge. I think I'll do another 15 minutes or so and then break for lunch.
Damn. I have...gotten out of bed at noon (I couldn't fall asleep until after 3:00), eaten some granola, thrown laundry in the washer, and e-mailed my mom a picture of a package of frozen polenta. (No, really -- it's the Polenta Provencale that TJs sells, and she can't find it when she shops there. Why she can't just ask someone who works there where the polenta is, I have no idea.)
Now I am going to throw laundry in the dryer, throw more laundry in the washer, and make crockpot granola. And possibly clean the bathroom.