Hermanos! The devil has built a robot!

Numero Cinco ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'


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.


WindSparrow - Dec 24, 2014 8:44:27 am PST #15127 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

That sounds like a lovely vacation, Shir.

ETA: Harvey does seem to be improving after his cortisone shot. His back legs have not been working right. With the collapsed disc in his back, the nerve signals are not getting through to command the muscles correctly (that's how I understand what the vet explained) so he has been dragging himself around using the strength of his front legs, and occassionally doing a crab-crawl with his back legs. Today one of his back legs is functioning almost normally, while the other seems to still go sideways. I got him a medium sized, soft-sided dog kennel to confine him when we can't watch him. Vet said restricted activity would help the healing process. I don't mind him dragging himself about from room to room, but I don't want him trying the stairs. If he fell... that would be bad. We put the kennel in front of a heat grate. Frequently he will drag himself around the house then head back to his little house on his own. I'm so grateful.


Connie Neil - Dec 24, 2014 8:57:13 am PST #15128 of 30002
brillig

Cats like hiding places.

edit: And thanks for the thoughts. This year, Planet OK is a vastly different place than it used to be. But with the right throw cushions, a little paint, it probably won't be too bad.


EpicTangent - Dec 24, 2014 9:54:25 am PST #15129 of 30002
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

Boss has told us all to Go Home, so I'll be heading out as soon as I finish getting my stuff together. In case I don't see you, have a wonderful holiday, All!


Shir - Dec 24, 2014 10:54:50 am PST #15130 of 30002
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

This year, Planet OK is a vastly different place than it used to be. But with the right throw cushions, a little paint, it probably won't be too bad.

Where. Is. The. Like. Button.

Thoughts for you and Harvey, WS.

And happy and blessed holidays, vacations, Christmases and what's not, Buffistas.


sj - Dec 24, 2014 4:25:43 pm PST #15131 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Two holiday events down and one more to go. I have so much to do tonight and no spoons left to do it.


Zenkitty - Dec 24, 2014 4:35:50 pm PST #15132 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

We've reached the exhausted stupor portion of the evening and no one's wrapped presents yet. At least it's not just me.


Nora Deirdre - Dec 24, 2014 5:02:40 pm PST #15133 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

We spent our day cleaning our office, Tom made kumquat marmalade and I made saag paneer. I talked to my mom, and we've been watching Community since finishing up the office.

Man, there was so much crap in there!

We are sort of hermit-ing this week, but will be going to a friend's house tomorrow to watch the Doctor Who Christmas special and eat Chinese food.


sj - Dec 24, 2014 5:08:25 pm PST #15134 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I have finished wrapping TCG's gifts for tomorrow morning. So now I just have to make the peppermint bark and wrap the gifts we need for his dad's house Christmas afternoon.


smonster - Dec 24, 2014 6:01:50 pm PST #15135 of 30002
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Connie, that seems like a pretty good way to look at things.

Merry Xmas to my celebrating Bitches, happy return of the sun to everyone. Holiday is going well so far, relatively speaking. My dad is playing Christmas carols on his Indian flute down the hall. We read stories in front of the fire and drank nog and relaxed with cats. And, lest this seem too halcyon and picturesque, we discussed fecal transplants extensively and joked about my brother's farts. Because we're us.


askye - Dec 24, 2014 6:33:46 pm PST #15136 of 30002
Thrive to spite them

Will and I had a nice Xmas eve. There were presents and lots of good food and s'mores. I got a s'mores maker for him, he's never had s'mores before and it was a hit. The other presents were as well.

We also watched Guardians of the Galaxy and I think a good Xmas Eve tradition will be Marvel movie marathon. But today after GotG I was kind of...movie-d out. We went out for breakfast and then had to go to the grocery store and so many people and so much noise. Plus I realize I have a UTI again.

So the last part of the evening was spent on the couch, Will stretched out with his legs over my lap napping and me playing on the phone. It was the kind of low key thing I wish we could do more of.

And then in the morning it's Skyping with the family and opening presents. I don't know what time, it depends on E. He's been getting up really early when he's exciting about things. For example, he's been swimming and on a swim team since the summer and they had their last meet Monday. He woke up at 3:30 am ready to go. He was the youngest on the swim team and in the swim league (I don't know if that's the right term) but as long as he can get a ribbon he's happy, doesn't matter how he places (right now is mostly last, although he was second to last, but most of the other swimmers are older and have been swimming longer - he's only been into swimming since this summer).