So that's what clocked stockings are! I was picturing actual little clock faces.
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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.
Of course, those interested buffistas may know all about that store already.
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Who, me? Why yes, I'm pre-ordering a pair of their reproduction button boots. And then browsing button hooks on eBay. (Button boots! Real ones, that don't zip up! Impractical, time-consuming footwear, yaaaaay!)
I'd probably feel a bit more "um, really?" if she was doing this on my front porch, even if she owned the building
Even if she lived there?
The ones on my house make me uncomfortable
Is this a shared house? I mean, do they live there or just own it?
the American-Duchess website
Very pretty. Sadly, they don't sell any flats.
Even if she lived there?
Yes. If I'm paying rent, I expect some say in things like religious iconography on the building I'm renting. I'd expect the owner to at least ask, whether it's Christmas decor, Jewish iconography, or Mithric dioramas.
Very pretty. Sadly, they don't sell any flats.
Yes, these are shoes that I could never, ever wear.
Is this a shared house? I mean, do they live there or just own it?
They live there. It's two front doors going onto a shared front porch.
Yes. If I'm paying rent, I expect some say in things like religious iconography on the building I'm renting. I'd expect the owner to at least ask, whether it's Christmas decor, Jewish iconography, or Mithric dioramas.
I figure that the outside of the house is theirs to do with what they want. They've got the decorations over the whole porch, but they only put wreaths on their door, not mine. If they'd put a wreath on my door, I probably would have talked to them about it. Stuff just on the porch, I don't think I have any say in it, but I don't think that I should have to justify my feelings if having to walk through it every day and look at it out my window makes me uncomfortable.
I don't think that I should have to justify my feelings if having to walk through it every day and look at it out my window makes me uncomfortable.
You don't. (By the way, I am impressed that you kept your cool on FB the other day with the person who commented several times about how you really should change your mind about being sick of Christmas. Didn't she even say something like "I really want you to think about changing your mind"? *I* was ready to tell her to pipe down, but I figured since you were ignoring her, I would do the same.)
By the way, I am impressed that you kept your cool on FB the other day with the person who commented several times about how you really should change your mind about being sick of Christmas. Didn't she even say something like "I really want you to think about changing your mind"? *I* was ready to tell her to pipe down, but I figured since you were ignoring her, I would do the same.
She's about 80 years old, and she was my French teacher in middle school and high school. I really couldn't say anything disrespectful, so I went with saying nothing.
Hil. I'm sorry that the decorations make you uncomfortable.
I did some reading and writing done today, but other than that and emptying out my DVR I got nothing done. I'm still feeling ooky from last night's an anxiety attack, and my stomach is really unhappy today. TCG will be home soon. I was going to make dinner, but I don't feel like eating so I'll see if he wants a veggie burger or something quick before we do our errands.