Remember, though, that you don't owe anyone an explanation, except those nearest and dearest you've already talked to.
Dawn: Is that supposed to scare me? Spike: Little tremble wouldn't hurt.
'The Killer In Me'
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.
Ginger - Sep 26, 2011 6:09:35 pm PDT #303 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Liese S. - Sep 26, 2011 7:16:00 pm PDT #304 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Yeah and I would expect some nastiness regardless. But you'll need to get it out there eventually anyway so might as well greet it head on and with dignity from the get go.
le nubian - Sep 26, 2011 7:19:18 pm PDT #305 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
Liese is right. that's also the reason why I believe in letting one bomb drop at a time. Because of the aforementioned "nastiness", you won't feel great at all the responses to the divorce.
I don't think you want to treble that with baby disclosure just yet. At least *I* wouldn't.
You may be a bolder, braver person than I am.
Here's hoping your FB followers are better than the average bunch.
javachik - Sep 26, 2011 7:50:34 pm PDT #306 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Here's hoping your FB followers are better than the average bunch.
And you know what? If they aren't? Drop 'em. Times like this is when you find out who is worth including in your lfe, and who isn't.
le nubian - Sep 26, 2011 7:52:25 pm PDT #307 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
I like the way you think.
smonster - Sep 26, 2011 8:24:53 pm PDT #308 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Word to what javachik and le nubian said.
I was exhausted and then started reading, and finished the damn book, and now I've missed my falling-asleep window. Foo. Hope the next one comes soon. It felt good to disappear into a book, though, it was a hectic day with more to come.
Can I just say that Nora and Tom saved my ass, once again? They graciously let me come do an emergency load of laundry at their house on no notice whatsoever, since it was too late to go to my laundromat, and finish my slides there. And even tolerated my exclamations of frustration over formatting, and read over my slides to make sure they didn't totally suck. I think I owe y'all a nice dinner somewhere, Nora.
WindSparrow - Sep 27, 2011 1:34:28 am PDT #309 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Have I mentioned that smonster in New Orleans with Nora and Tom warms my heart like homemade hot cocoa? The kind where you heat up the milk, and mix cocoa with sugar, and slowly add the milk... not the instant packets.
sj - Sep 27, 2011 3:12:08 am PDT #310 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Have I mentioned that smonster in New Orleans with Nora and Tom warms my heart like homemade hot cocoa? The kind where you heat up the milk, and mix cocoa with sugar, and slowly add the milk... not the instant packets.
Me too. How are you doing, Windsparrow? How is Daniel feeling?
Zenkitty - Sep 27, 2011 4:19:30 am PDT #311 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
And you know what? If they aren't? Drop 'em. Times like this is when you find out who is worth including in your lfe, and who isn't.
That's the truth, right there.
WindSparrow - Sep 27, 2011 4:29:45 am PDT #312 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Me too. How are you doing, Windsparrow? How is Daniel feeling?
He is still in a lot of pain. And the pain medications make his speech kind of slurred, so it's hard to hold conversations with him. He's losing time - often cannot keep track of what day it is. And he keeps telling me he is so sick of being stuck there. He said yesterday that the doctors told him they were "optimistic". Neither of us really knows what the hell that means.
I don't even really know how to say how I really feel - the closest thing is exhaustion, bone deep but not on a truly physical level.