You are a truly awesome mom, Cashmere.
'Objects In Space'
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.
Yeah, you are, Cashmere. If you're comfortable with it, whatever it turns out to be, that's what he needs.
I didn't really think about boys until high school. I was always baffled by teenage romance stories. Then I got to college and made up for lost time.
I would like hairpatted because I folded and put away the laundry today...the SAME DAMN DAY as when I did the laundry. I am a motherfucking laundry-folding BADASS.
Of course, then I immediately climbed into the bed and drank whiskey, so...
I am doing laundry AS WE SPEAK!
edit: Hairpats for Liese!
I put things away and cleaned a litter box and dog throw up. urg, why when I need to really clean do the animals vomit?
I think it's time for wine.
DH irons. I don't. He does a fantastic job. When I asked him where he learned, he said he did a search and found a website for trans women that really nailed the process in a way he could totally understand. I wish we still had it bookmarked because the blog was totally charming.
Too cool!
I will note that Emmett had no interest in girls romantically until he hit his growth spurt and his body was flooded with testosterone. So that was about 14-15.
I loath housework of every kind.
Why do you think I want minions? Besides the taking-over-the-world part, it means SOMEONE ELSE would do all the housework.
Go Liese! Go you with laundry!
I need to go pack. I keep staring at my packing list, worried that I've forgotten something.
I would say "They have shops in Denmark", but I fear many of your items would be harder to reasonably substitute.
Owen told me today that he thinks he's asexual. I picked him up from basketball practice and we were talking about the boys on the team. The subject of girlfriends came up and I asked him if he liked a girl. "No," he said. I asked him if he liked a boy. "No. I think I'm asexual."
We, too, shall see what puberty brings, but Lilly's fairly certain she's into girls.