I am sorry to hear about Tom's mom. And your sucky day, Nora.
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
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My condolences to Sox and her DH, and to Tom and Nora.
Much ~ma to Maria and her DH, to FredPete and his hubs, and to ita and her mom.
Oh, Nora, I'm so sorry about all of it. How is Tom doing? (I know there's probably not an easy answer to that question...)
Maria, tons of ~ma heading your way, and continued gobs of ~ma for ita's mom and Fred's Hubs. Sometimes I just want to bundle all of us up in bubble wrap, and everyone we love, too.
My condolences to Sox and her DH, and to Tom and Nora.
Very much.
I'd love to know when it's a good time to go. As opposed to hurting so much that going is preferable to anything else, you know?
This is always my fondest hope. Both for myself and really everyone.
Thanks for the wishes, everyone. I don't know how tom is doing exactly. So many conflicted feelings and deep seated issues and guilt. I think he's still processing.
Maybe it's the beer talking, but it's nice to rolling down Canal street on the streetcar. Hooray for car rental places on Canal!
All possible best thoughts to Maria and DH.
And to Tom and Nora.
Maria, much ~ma aimed towards you and DH at Hopkins tomorrow.
Nora, I'm so sorry about Tom's mom, and your car woes.
FredPete, please pass on our best wishes and ~ma to Hubs.
Sending 'ma and peace (which I initially typed as "peach") to Nora and Sox and your families.
Apparently I want you all to have good fruit too.
Thank you all. I'll have the rosary with me tomorrow, and I can't tell you how happy it makes me and how loved I feel.
when I read Beep Me, I did think lots of warm thoughts, condolences and peace~ma for your DH and family.
Oh this. I’m sorry for your DH’s loss, Sox.
Nora, my condolences to you and to Tom for the loss of his mother and the car situation.
ita, thinking about you and yours. And Maria, the same. Thinking about you a lot.
Goodness, Universe, you are really not impressing me lately.