Aren't they something. They're like butterflies, or little pieces of wrapping paper blowing around.

Kaylee ,'Shindig'


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.


Nora Deirdre - Oct 09, 2011 10:43:31 am PDT #892 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Oh smonster and Frankie! I hadn't read this when I texted you earlier... I hope you guys have a very nice rest of the day.

TCG and I had dinner tonight with Karen (I can't remember her board name since she hasn't posted here in a while) and her BF at a fabulous English Pub

It's her DH, right? Yay Jars!


NoiseDesign - Oct 09, 2011 11:13:32 am PDT #893 of 30001
Our wings are not tired

Thank you for the kind thoughts about Byron everyone. It's just hard. We are both sad, but right now he appears to be comfortable and is himself. He's 17 so we've known for quite a while that he may not be around for a long time, but it was shock to get up on Saturday morning, see a spot of blood on his fur, and then discover after a short vet visit that it's a recurrence of his cancer. I'm going to call our regular vet on Monday and get him in to see her mainly to find out what kind of timeline we are looking at and to make sure that he's not in pain. The neither of us want him to suffer. We're going to miss him terribly. Kristin has had Byron since he was a few weeks old, and I've known him since Kristin moved out here and he has long since made me one of his humans. He's a smart, affectionate, and sometimes cranky old kitty and the house won't be the same without him.


Scrappy - Oct 09, 2011 11:17:19 am PDT #894 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

ND, I know its so sad and so hard, but you and Pix gave him a wonderful loving home and a great life, which is the very best you could do.


Anne W. - Oct 09, 2011 11:18:22 am PDT #895 of 30001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

ND and Pix, I am so sorry. I hope his remaining time with you is good for all three of you.


smonster - Oct 09, 2011 11:42:34 am PDT #896 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

I'm so sorry, ND. What Scrappy said. I dread that day for my pets, and my two kitties are getting up there.

I hadn't read this when I texted you earlier...

I figured, hon! No reason to worry you while y'all were on the road. Your boys okay?

Man, I know Frankie's not feeling good. He just growled at Xusa, twice, and he *never* does that. She's Queen Bitch around here. I hope he's just sore, and there's not something else wrong that's not visible. I haven't given him any meds yet, was waiting for dinner time (dammit, I forgot to buy Pill Pockets at Petco). I need to go to the store, and I just don't have the spoons. I really wish I had another day off. /whinge We are getting next Friday off, so I'll have a 3-day weekend, thank heavens.


Scrappy - Oct 09, 2011 11:46:15 am PDT #897 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

I wrote a blog post today which is about something we often talk about in here: [link]


Nora Deirdre - Oct 09, 2011 11:48:38 am PDT #898 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I'm so sorry, Noise Design and Kristin. It's so hard.


Laura - Oct 09, 2011 11:59:37 am PDT #899 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

{{ND & Pix}} It is so tough. Byron is fortunate to have such caring humans.

Scrappy, I smiled when I read the post, but cracked up when I saw DH's response.


Liese S. - Oct 09, 2011 12:03:25 pm PDT #900 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

That's awesome, Scrappy. (She posted, from her bed, eating a scrap of cheese.) But you're totally right. And furthermore, I need to do the next bit, which is, decide to do something. I have stuff to do this week, but decided I needed a lazy Sunday. But then I didn't do fun Sunday stuff either, like repotting the sunroom plants or playing guitar (can't, the guitar is still in the van...soooo far from here.) Or even messing around with the Sims or reading. I do nothing, because I fail to do anything.

That's why I think flylady has been so successful with me, because she makes me intend to do things. Even little things, but I do them, and then they're done. Like the shredding. It seemed like an enormity of paper, but two 15 minute sessions from me, which inspired the SO and one session from him, and it's just about done. I have stashes of paper to deal with, so there will be more, but it needn't be this huge task. It's about living intentionally, which is something I talk to my kids a lot about, but need to deal with better for myself.

So yeah. Sunroom plants. That should be fun; I'll do that.


sj - Oct 09, 2011 12:08:09 pm PDT #901 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

It's her DH, right? Yay Jars!

Possibly. The subject never came up and her facebook status said "in a relationship" so I assumed boyfriend. My bad.

We had another lovely day today wandering around Hampton court and then Pie and Pudding for dinner. So yum! And of course TCG is very much enjoying all of the beer available. So tired. Must fall down now.