Went out again with OK Cupid guy. It's going well, I think. Got vague plans to get together again later this week. (We saw Dr. Strangelove this week. This classic Hollywood marathon at the local theater is neat. I think that next week is Chinatown.)
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.
Nice, Hil! Yay, safe kitty! (Boo, holey wall)
So, my father woke me up at stupid o'clock, saying, "you have to see this." A dog we have never seen before had come into the bathroom to greet him and was now sitting at the top of the stairs.
So, I'm going to be going on an "Is this your dog?" walk.
Too funny. I came back from a walk the other day and surprised a probably feral cat hanging out in the screen porch. Not quite the same.
That once happened to me with a cat. He was very indignant that I was startled.
So Veteran's Day turned out to be a trigger. I'm OK now, but the radio guy was having people call in with stories of veterans they love, and Hubby was a vet. He'd just gotten the official designation on his driver's license, and he was looking forward to hitting up all the deals for vets. I did marry my father, Daddy was anticipating all the senior citizens deals he'd get when he hit 65. Which he didn't get to.
I'm so sorry, Connie. Sending love and support. Be gentle with yourself today.
Ooof, that's hard, Connie. Lots of peace~ and comfort~ma.
Yeah--it's kind of rotten how it's the little things. ION, you know you are far away from the Sex if you read an article called "How Dan Savage Lost It" and you are expecting to read how he went off on someone,rather than about virginity. sigh.
I spent most of my day off at work. I took my couter in finally over the Internet issue and they discovered the motherboard has an issue. So it's off to the manufacturer for repair. Then I did Verizon's installment billing plan and bumped up to a Note 4.
And I was a few minutes late to therapy and I waited but the therapist never came out. I went to her door but I heard voices so I think I got the time wrong. I called and left her message.
Tomorrow Will is coming over and we are going to try a new restaurant that claims to make a Cuban. I'm prepared for disappointment.
The new chestnut praline latte at Starbucks is yummy!