Yikes Laura, glad to hear everyone is ok. Cars are insured, not that it ever pays for everything. Hubby and kids, a bit harder to fix.
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.
Who knows how long it will be before they get home. They have to get the car towed, get a ride to the office to get another vehicle, etc. So much for the tums I asked him to pick up. I expect they are forgotten.
I'd love to have a glass of wine but expect it would mix really badly with the Oxy so I will just take my overdue doses of pain and anti-biotic meds and read my book. That will likely put me to sleep.
I was really looking forward to them getting home from the airport and hearing about Bobby's Chicago trip and the BPA competitions. I have been alone here all weekend and pretty much just staying in bed with my leg elevated. Pity party scheduled instead now.
I'm sorry, omnis. Family illness is hard enough without the geographically close family shrugging it off.
I'm sorry about the car, Laura.
Oh eep! I was about to come in and bitch about the fact that our next door neighbors have been having a loud party for three solid days now, but this kind of puts that in perspective. So sorry about stress with your family, Omnis, and so sorry to hear about your car, Laura. Glad they are okay, but still.
So this bartender has his own version of a Pimm's cup, with strawberries, mint, and cucumbers. It's pretty awesome.
omnis, I'm sorry your sister is being so difficult. Tons of ~ma for your dad.
{{{{{Laura}}}}} I am glad everyone is ok, but it must be frustrating for you not to be able to drive over there and check on them.
Sounds yummy, Tom.
I asked my SIL to come over and do my nails and keep me company.
oh, Laura, I'm glad everyone is okay but dang, that sucks.
My food is not as tasty as I had hoped, but listening to Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me has put me in quite a good mood.
I asked my SIL to come over and do my nails and keep me company.
I'm glad. I was feeling bad for you all alone with your sad toenails.