Where's the "like" button?
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.
Laura, that's awesome. Keeping my fingers crossed that the job and lib on arrangements work out for him.
Is there something vague about the sentence, "We are not accepting donations at this time" that I am somehow missing?
I'd interpret that to mean that at the present time donations are not being accepted. I'm pretty literal that way.
Me too. But I keep getting, "so can I leave them outside the door?" I'm betting some people will anyway.
OK, and in the "it's too soon" column, just looked up a way to donate knitted hats to the cancer center and triggered a panic attack just looking at the pictures of cancer patients and reading the terminology. Off to read more Avengers fic to get my brain out of that loop.
I'm sorry, Connie. If you need one of us to do that type of research for you, just ask. I'd be happy to do it when I'm home.
I just wanted a simple way to make a hat or two a month and drop it off, but all the organized methods for this have all that uplifting, supportive, "they're so brave" stuff that makes me think unhelpfully of ammunition.
(and I just got teh death certificates last night and I have to talk to Social Security tomorrow, fuckcakes. And will probably have to deal with probate stuff so I can sell his cars.)
Simple options in Provo or Orem, Utah, would be nice. Maybe I should make hats for newborns, they're less stressful. But the hats I saw in the baskets for the cancer patients were mostly ugly and rough. They deserve nice, soft, snuggly hats.
I want ice cream, but I don't want to have to go out and get it.
Sending you much love, Connie.
((((Connie)))) Love the idea! One of the hardest things for my MIL was losing her hair during the second round of chemo. She loved pretty, stylish hats to cover up until she had enough hair to get back to the beauty salon. (She finally stopped covering up when I told her that her new hairstyle had a Judi Dench vibe.)
Is there someone you could call at the hospital to get straightforward information without the heart-tugging?