West Elm? I've gotten a bunch of stuff at overstock.com, too.
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.
meara, if you don't mind assembling things, take a look at Fred Meyer. They have some surprisingly good stuff these days.
Our cats were so spoiled. Three adult humans, each checking the box *every* time any of us used the bathroom. Boxes got scooped several times a day. When something did linger, TC was pretty much, "Hey, if I could flush, I would. Little help, here?"
Steph, you are undeniably awesome. As is Cash. And Owen.
It's ironic and laughable I lived as many decades as I did in utter puzzled wrongness before I discovered ADD, the difference between extrovert and introvert, and the ace and autism spectrums. Suddenly I'm all, "Ohhhhh. I get it, now!"
It's ironic and laughable I lived as many decades as I did in utter puzzled wrongness before I discovered ADD, the difference between extrovert and introvert, and the ace and autism spectrums. Suddenly I'm all, "Ohhhhh. I get it, now!"
Word. sigh
Thanks guys! Ended up going with something from Target that I'm not sure why I didn't pick the first time. Probably I'll figure that out when they arrive. Oh well--wasn't that expensive, hopefully it'll work.
The glasses you chose look great, smonster!
Go Owen! Whether for now or forever, I hope being ace is a joyful part of who he is.
Steph, it's great your niece can talk about these things with you.
I spent several hours today walking with a friend in a huge park one town over. It was a sunny day, in the mid-50s, so that was pleasant. And it's so interesting to see the bones of the landscape--all the tree trunks and rocky outcroppings.
And snow is fun.
Ahahahahaha, no. Heh.
I spent years saying "If you bring home a nice boy, or girl, ... or monster" just because I thought it was the right thing to do.
As a result, my daughter didn't bother coming out to me because she thought I already knew. I accidentally got The Clue by e-mail, when she mentioned that she and some college friends were going up to Montreal and it would be nice because there wasn't much queer culture on campus. I wound up writing back "It's okay either way, but did you just come out to me?"
In unrelated news, I am having gynecological unpleasantness; the uterine biopsy came in fine, the symptoms very much persist, so I'll probably be having a transvaginal ultrasound soon.
If people are poking foreign objects into my hoo-hah, I prefer it to be recreational, y'know?
I love how awesome buffista parents are.
In unrelated news, I am having gynecological unpleasantness; the uterine biopsy came in fine, the symptoms very much persist, so I'll probably be having a transvaginal ultrasound soon.
You have all my sympathy, Betsy. I've had what feels like a million of those recently while I've been undergoing fertility treatment. They're not painful, but they're definitely not comfortable.
(TMI here) I'm used to GYN exams, but when I'm bleeding I just go all "Unclean! Unclean!" and am uncomfortable being exposed. It just feels like being rude to the gyno. Which is ridiculous, but there it is.