Lucky Glam!
Inara: You don't have to die alone. Mal: Everybody dies alone.
'Out Of Gas'
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.
quester - Dec 25, 2012 10:20:48 am PST #24279 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
askye - Dec 25, 2012 10:31:22 am PST #24280 of 30001
Thrive to spite them
That's really sweet Glam!
omnis_audis - Dec 25, 2012 10:33:23 am PST #24281 of 30001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Aw Glam, That sounds wonderful. She's a keeper!
Breakfast is done. I cooked a pound of bacon and 8 eggs. Scrambled, with cheese and chopped up left over ham. Cleaned it all up. 3 stuffed bellies. Enlisted the guests to scrape the carrots and potatoes. Got them chopped up for the bed, and the brisket on top. Added a Granny Smith apple, to see how it flavors the meat. And the slow cooker is going. I expect in about 5 hours, dinner will be ready.
Merry Christmas to everyone that celebrates it.
Beverly - Dec 25, 2012 10:47:54 am PST #24282 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Sounds intriguing, omnis.
Glam, that's sweet, amazing, and ugly-cry-worthy.
The fire is crackling merrily away, thanks to Netflix, and H is dozing in his chair--not quite snoring. It's sweet. Merry day, y'all.
askye - Dec 25, 2012 10:53:44 am PST #24283 of 30001
Thrive to spite them
So there's a winter storm warning for tomorrow evening through Thursday. I'm going to have ot make a run to the grocery store tomorrow.
Laura - Dec 25, 2012 11:07:25 am PST #24284 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Awww, combo of awesome DW and preggo hormones is a killer.
SailAweigh - Dec 25, 2012 11:26:34 am PST #24285 of 30001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Merry, merry, Bitches! May the joys of the season bring you love and peace.
Presents have been exchanged (and some will require exchanging, as seems always inevitable) and everyone is in a food coma from a wonderful brunch my daughter prepared: biscuits and gravy, scrambled eggs, BBQ meatballs, and my contribution of fruit salad. My sister-in-law and I brought a ton of cookies and there is no way six people are going to eat even a quarter of them. But that means we have lots of snacks to go with the egg nog. Plus, being my family, two different sparkling wines, Irish whiskey, a couple of red wines and beer.
Not a present, as such, but my sister-in-law brought a portable photo scanner with her and she's been taking our photo albums and loose photos to scan. It's really nice to know all those old (1910 and 20s old) photos will be preserved and maybe now I can sign up for ancestry.com again for a month or so to upload them to attach to various family members.
omnis_audis - Dec 25, 2012 12:38:19 pm PST #24286 of 30001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Cheese & crackers & pickles are served. Nibbles while watching a rather boring Agatha Christie movie. 3 hour movie. Oy.
Calli - Dec 25, 2012 1:58:21 pm PST #24287 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Please give C, J, and M my best, amyth. I hope Leifur isn't being too demanding. Thanks so much for cat sitting!
I've been watching my sister's cat getting high on catnip today. Pity Leifur's not into it.
smonster - Dec 25, 2012 3:08:37 pm PST #24288 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
We're going through my grandmother's recipe binders, to much hilarity. Four tomato aspic recipes and counting. My brother: "Sounds like a congealed Bloody Mary."