We're listening to the Ramones and Matilda is "smacking Emmett's tushy" to the beat while he stirs the batter.
At least she's not calling him Smacky the Man-Pony.
You like ships. You don't seem to be looking at the destinations. What you care about is the ships, and mine's the nicest.
Kaylee ,'Serenity'
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.
billytea - May 05, 2012 7:37:50 am PDT #12736 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Pix - May 05, 2012 7:38:34 am PDT #12737 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.
Schmacky the Man Pony!!!
Never fails to make me giggle.
DavidS - May 05, 2012 7:45:49 am PDT #12738 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
At least she's not calling him Smacky the Man-Pony.
So true!
They are currently discussing whether her head would be delicious with butter and syrup on it.
Also, Emmett changed the lyrics to "53rd and 3rd" to a song about pancakes.
Connie Neil - May 05, 2012 8:02:05 am PDT #12739 of 30001
brillig
I've also noticed that passersby stopping to wave and say hello to my little boy is apparently independent of culture. People everywhere find him irresistably adorable.
I, for one, believe yours is the best parentage for our future overlord.
omnis_audis - May 05, 2012 9:01:38 am PDT #12740 of 30001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
It might be a math error...Hush you. You are harshing my mellow. With that, I am at the dealership. Did not wake at 7 to get here first. Woke at 10, and exhausted. Tons of spoons to ND!!
Service rep hasn't a clue what problem is until they check it. That won't be until at least 2. Waiting for shuttle service to take me home so i can sleep, shower, and eat.
smonster - May 05, 2012 9:12:32 am PDT #12741 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Argh. I just spent an hour wrapping my mom's gifts (I get weirdly obsessive, which would be fine if I didn't always wait until the last minute) and am now eating a quick bite before heading to the post office and then JF. Man, I wish I didn't have to go. My hip is killing me again, and I don't think riding a bike 35 minutes each way is going to help.
Pix - May 05, 2012 9:35:38 am PDT #12742 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.
Poor ND. He's really exhausted and overwhelmed with work. He's been working 12-16 hour days for weeks without any time off, yet because some businesses are slow to pay, we are scrambling to pay the bills. I know this is part of owning your own small business, but I just want him to be able to take a day off.
smonster - May 05, 2012 9:45:51 am PDT #12743 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Pix, that sucks so badly.
Thank god, I just got out of my volunteer shift. I feel badly, and I'm bummed, but the pain just keeps getting worse and worse. Going to head to the post office and then come home and take some Tylenol with codeine.
Weirdly, I'm also getting an anxiety attack. Really, body, WTF?
Strix - May 05, 2012 9:56:06 am PDT #12744 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
smonster, when my mom used to get panic attacks, her therapist told her to take a swig of lemon juice, or a big bite of lemon. (Doesn't work for me, since I loooove lemon) but it focuses the body on "ARRRGHHHH! TARRRRRTT!" rather than ARGGH PANIC.
She used to keep a little squeezy lemon in her purse for a long time.
Scrappy - May 05, 2012 9:56:44 am PDT #12745 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Yeah, my DH's biggest client hasn't paid him since January. Sucks.