If I say "bless your heart" in my normal Great Lakes/Rust Belt accent, I actually mean to wish blessings on someone. I'm channelling the neighbor from a couple doors down when I was growing up. If I say it and I sound like either Larry the Cable Guy or any of the Sugarbaker women... yeah... It's bad.
'Objects In Space'
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.
Connie, so much ~ma to you and your DH.
Super painful medication did NOTHING. So, I have to schedule a d&c next week.
It's never easy, sj. Huggles.
Oh sj, I'm sorry. I had to do that after a miscarriage. I honestly don't remember much from the procedure itself. My main memory was in the recovery room, trying to convince the nurse that I could move my legs when the epidural was quite obviously still working.
My thoughts are with you.
I'm sorry, sj.
So much ~ma, sj.
Fortitude, sj. I'm so sorry it's necessary.
Oh, sj, I'm so sorry.
Oh, sj, I'm so sorry.
sj, I'm so sorry you're still having to deal with this. Much love & strength.