I love monsoon. I'm so sorry to be missing it this year.
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.
And now the clouds slowly roll away.
Quick, run outside and smell it!
My dad just texted me that my mom's surgery finished, and the doctor said everything went OK.
That is good news, Hil.
Wow. Two of my friends have two-year-old daughters, and they were at a playground today that has a splashpad (basically, a fancy version of running through sprinklers.) Their kids played in the splashpad for a while, and then the mothers changed them out of their bathing suits. A counselor from a day camp that was also there told them that they weren't allowed to change their kids in public. My friends told her that they weren't violating any rules, and no one was being harmed by the possibility of seeing two-year-old butts for the three seconds they were naked while being changed. The camp counselor called the police. (The police, luckily, just suggested they changed the kids in the car, and when the mothers said that would be way more difficult, the cops just shrugged and left. Though, first, the cops said that they couldn't change the kids in public, because there might be pedophiles.)
Sometimes I feel like my life is filled with episodes in which my body says, "You had plans? Ha! Not anymore."
Oh good, I'm not the only one. I swear, I must be part dog, as my body feels like it's aging faster than most humans.
the cops said that they couldn't change the kids in public, because there might be pedophiles.
Honestly, that makes sense to me. But I still think it's quite an over-reaction that the counselor called the police.
It doesn't to me. This pedophile lurking behind every bush mentality I think is incredibly damaging.
Aunt J is rallying. She's awake and talking. Every time we count her out, she surprises us. Of course, she's still very ill.
Oh good, I'm not the only one. I swear, I must be part dog, as my body feels like it's aging faster than most humans.
I'm sorry that you deal with the same thing, but it is nice to know I'm not alone.
I didn't manage to get to the library bookstore in time, but I did make it to the deli and the farmer's market. Good news is my local deli is carrying organic chicken now. I like it when my little town gives me more reasons to not have to leave it to do errands.