Lots of ~ma Ginger!
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
I don't think he has any other pensions. His veterans benefits would have gotten him a free headstone and a spot in a national cemetery.
Shadow the cat has lost some of his picky eating habits now that his enabler isn't around to cater to him. And he's started snuggling with me at night--thought he always chooses about an hour before the alarm to come in and say "I love you, Mommy, hug me and let me sleep on your arm and give you dirty looks when you have to get up."
So much ~ma, Ginger!
Blood-ma & Hair-ma, Ginger!
Lots of ~ma headed your way, Ginger. With a little extra on the hair~ma as one who has hair envy since mine is straight!
Ginger-Ma!
The Social Security Administration grants survivor's benefits to widows who are mothers, seniors or over 49 with disabilities.
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More info straight from SS: [link]
Go chemo go! All the -ma, Ginger.
Ugh. I had an awful migraine last night, so went to bed at 7PM with all the medication. But then I woke up at 2AM, and couldn't fall back to sleep until about 4:30AM (at which point I could see the sun rising!) and then slept awful. I almost wish I'd just gotten up at 2AM, but I figured then I'd have a horrible day. Also migraine hangovers are unfair and sucky. Hrmph. That said, I've at least managed to be fairly productive this morning, work-wise. So, yay that.
Thank you, java. So I don't qualify. I didn't think so, but it would have been nice. Things may be a little squeaky till I get them rearranged, but we'll manage.