Bonny, tons of whatever makes it better~ma wafting your way. Tons.
Yay escaping the house, in your own car, that you drove yourself, sj. No mean feat. I am admire!!
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Bonny, tons of whatever makes it better~ma wafting your way. Tons.
Yay escaping the house, in your own car, that you drove yourself, sj. No mean feat. I am admire!!
Better future however, ~ma, Bonny.
Which I will forever write in my head as "Big 'S', small 'a', small 'n', Big 'D', little 'e', 'little 'e' with a star on top of it."
AS ONE DOES!
Thanks, Beverly. My usual fear of falling on ice is so much worse this year because I'm not just worried about hurting myself.
I just wish I could figure out whatever this lesson is so I can get the hell over it and move on.
I think the lesson is "move on."
There was a fatal accident on 285. They closed four lanes and let traffic crawl by in the emergency lane. I tried an alternate route, but so did everyone else. I left the transfusion place at about 4:45 and got home at 7.
She was Not Fond of my name choices, and kept suggesting shit like Sandee. (Two Es)
Esther's wrongness is epic!
Sharknado J. Smith, of Craptacular Falls. Sounds about right.
Heh. (Still chuffed to see Katie Bee and so many old friends here.)
Franny was of course Buffistina Monkeypants back during her utero days.
Yeah! And Ple was going to have a lemur according to the sonogram.
Cancer patients deserve chauffeured limos. Stocked with whatever makes said patient feel better.
Totally a lemur.
Esther's wrongness is epic!
If she'd had her way, my name would be Penny. Not Penelope, just Penny.
Also, if I'd been a boy, and she denies this now but she told me this for YEARS, I'd have been Angus George.
If she'd had her way, my name would be Penny. Not Penelope, just Penny.
She said your dad and sister were responsible for your name.
Yep. I mean, not that I give them any sort of thanks for it, because I really would rather have had a name that's... a name.
OMG, THOUGH! She keeps saying with derision, "People said we should have named you Esme!" as if Esme (my great-grandmother's name) is this horrible, awful, burden of a name, rather than ONE OF MY CHILD'S MIDDLE NAMES.
Note: I'd have been perfectly fine being named Esme.