Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
The real estate market is so dynamic in this neighborhood...and the agents are so, um...attentive...you are likely to find signs saying, "May go on sale if I badger them enough...just ask me how!"
The add-ons are many...coming soon, contract pending, going going gone, You missed it! Price reduced, relisted, ETC.
I think I have earned one of these cupcakes I bought.
Take two. I think you earned them both.
Laura, good luck with the house stuff. It's very stressful. Please take care of yourself.
Got an email today from the BYU Art Gallery saying an exhibit Hubby and I had attended last year was in its last weeks. I remembered we'd wanted to go back to that a few times when it was less crowded, and I wondered why we hadn't or checked for new exhibits, then I remembered Hubby didn't know he had cancer then and wasn't systematically destroying his immune system, so we could go out in crowds more. And I went down the rabbit hole of exhibits we might not go to again, and, well . . .
Okay, so tomorrow is my birthday, not a fun number and no big deal.
HOWEVER, apparently there is something called "AwesomeCon." Which, one can only assume is, dare I say it, awesome.
It's actually within walking distance if the weather is nice.
I've never been to a con. Somehow, the prospect makes me nervous, like I'll never be cool enough, and practical considerations such as GERMS.
I'm torn. Seriously torn.
Oh Connie. What a terrible rabbit hole to be in.
Whatever virtual comfort would be acceptable, I'm sending it.
My friend who just had an esophageal tumor removed and a huge portion of his digestive tract resectioned has had those moments recently too.
I feel so impotent in offering good wishes. That doesn't seem enough.
For your mirth, an M&M's knockoff:
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Laura,
I would have designed something from their templates, but my work computer lacks a plug - in.
{{{Connie}}}
I found another hand control installer close by, but he said he had trouble fixing the hand controls I currently have because he can't get the parts. He wants to sell me a completely new system for $1100.
Laura, tell me again where you are located.
Delray Beach, FL. I think I would have to get something locally because of the time line. Last moment Laura. I'm thinking something like the political signs would be quick. Just a teaser. It would also force me to get the website done since that address would be listed. Not all the pages are done. But I can manage that. eta: there is an instasign close enough. I will likely put up the website address later for Buffista advice. Not done yet.
The real real estate sign won't be here until Monday.
sj, clearly a cupcake, or two, is appropriate.
Oh Connie, that is tough. Let yourself have some time. You can't be strong all the time.
Bonny = awesome, therefore clearly you need to go to the Con. Bring some hand wipes.
Thanks, Laura. I stopped at one, but I really wanted the entire half dozen. I have to be at the hospital at 7 AM for fertility testing, and then we're supposed to head to Mom's for Easter weekend. I'm not really feeling like going anymore.
Bonny = awesome, therefore clearly you need to go to the Con. Bring some hand wipes.
This.