Indeed!
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.
Apparently, People Without Buffistas ask Dr. Oz the intensely embarrassing things we ask each other. I bet there are many crip-parenting blogs...I don't really look any more since it was just insane optimism on my part, but the internet has exploded since then.
When people type Indeed I still think of Omar. Not that I mind...Omar's awesome.
Omar's voice is saying it in my head, erika.
Erika, the one Plei found for me a few years back was excellent. It was an SB mom with similar ability levels to my own. It was really what convinced me that my potential future child probably won't hate me if I can't do all the things that other mothers do like carry them everywhere. I haven't found any others. If you come across any good ones, please pass them on.
It was really what convinced me that my potential future child probably won't hate me if I can't do all the things that other mothers do like carry them everywhere.
Awww, sj. Talk to Jen K. about growing up with her dad in a wheelchair.
(Spoiler Alert: they love each other very much.)
JILLI! I saw these pointy black boots with silver bat buckles and squeed "JILLAH MUST OWN!" [link]
Those boots are sugar.
Strix, you should come to new Orleans labor day weekend instead. I'll be there!
I think I ran out of spoons. And boxes. Well, I have three left. But need more. Since tomorrow is otherwise spoken for, I buy boxes on Saturday.
I really like Portland today. Given that I dealt with infuriating people, schedules that didn't work like I wanted, traffic and cried in public, I think I am just at that "no spoon" place. Maybe I just realized that I set an appointment for next Friday afternoon at my new place. And, thus, I need to be there. By then. Crap.
I am going to shower, forage for a snack and pack up my nail polish.