Kaylee ,'Out Of Gas'
[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.
Or maybe better people are better.
I know I'm not.
Me neither. But you'll get it all done, amyth! Or at least as much as you really need to. I hope you have a fantastic time! Eat lots of delicious bread and cheese for me. Mmmmmmm.
sj, yay for getting stuff done!
Andi and Daniel, you all have been in my thoughts these past few days, and I'm vibing hard for a speedy recovery.
Oh, I wanted to mention, because I am very proud of my son, I took Ryan to the playground on Sunday, where there were a couple of other little kids running around. We'd brought his soccer ball (he has a soccer ball) for kicks and throws. The other kids came up and wanted to play too, and rather than getting defensive or possessive, Ryan was very happy to play catch (or, more accurately, 'throw') with them. The staff at childcare tell me that he's very sociable with the other kids there too.
My fondest wish for Ryan (which is enshrined in his Chinese name) is that he grow up to be kind. He can be very shy around new people, although he's a bit of a showoff once he gets used to them. It makes me very happy to see him sharing so easily with other kids.
(One of the parental couples was in a very similar position to WB and myself. A couple around 40, the mother was from Japan rather than China, one boy, no plans for more. Also moved to the area only recently. So that's nice.)
Ok, I have done everything that I can do why still chatting on the internet. My drag my ass out of the apartment now.
My fondest wish for Ryan (which is enshrined in his Chinese name) is that he grow up to be kind.
I'm sure he will, just like his dad.
I am at work, finally.
Yay rail pass, sj!
Kate, I'll eat delicious bread and cheese, just for you. I'm selfless like that.
Zen, I hate that cheeping noise. It used to drive my dog nuts. Like, she had to leave the house nuts. But replacing the batteries did the trick for me, so I don't know.
Which reminds me: I've never replaced the batteries in my smoke detectors in my current apartment. Hmm.
Which reminds me: I've never replaced the batteries in my smoke detectors in my current apartment. Hmm.
We found out the batteries in our smoke detector were dead a few months ago when I tried to pan-sear some scallops.
Better than finding out during a real inferno, I suppose.
Kate, I'll eat delicious bread and cheese, just for you. I'm selfless like that.
Aw, you're so good to me.
My fondest wish for Ryan (which is enshrined in his Chinese name) is that he grow up to be kind.
I love this, and feel much the same way about my future kids. And it sounds like you and Wallybee are doing a wonderful job of raising him. (So glad she found her wedding ring, by the way!)
Yikes, Tep.
Yeah, I should get on that. How long have I lived there? Two years? Three years? All the years blend together. Anyway, batteries.
Yikes, Tep.
Like I said, better than a middle-of-the-night inferno. I like to think I pre-emptively saved our lives. (Better than focusing on my inability to sear scallops, damn it.)
I'm saving my life by eating mostly take-out.