Demitasse -- perfect!!!
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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.
Demitasse! So exciting. Now Brendon is going to be that much more anxious to see you guys again. He felt denied not having a little girl so he fawns over them when he has the opportunity.
Eggplant parm is an excellent thing to crave.
Demitasse Demilasse!! I am incredibly pleased for you and your family, sj!
Thanks, everyone! In less fun news, I was given a shot of very strong antibiotics into my hip today, which will hopefully help with the uti, and I'm following up with my Urology NP on Tuesday because my OB doesn't want to make the situation worse.
Connie, the only reason I don't want her dead is because of The Kiddo. Otherwise, I would do a fucking dance, and if that makes me a horrible person, so fuckin' be it.
(OK, and her other kid and her family. I just want to beat the shit out of her, I guess. Just a punch. One good, strong punch to the face.)
When I first met Hubby, I strongly felt that if I were to find his ex-wife in the crosswalk in front of my car, I'd have to think very strongly about the state of my brakes.
I'm suddenly glad I'm indifferent-to-pleasant about Tim's ex-wife, since she lives at the top of our street. (I mean, I'd rather she had picked a different neighborhood to move to, or at least a different part of Northside, but we've crossed paths all of twice, and it's been pleasant both times, thank goodness.)
Whee! Congrats to Demitasse and family!
Strix, I would wish you luck, but that’s not what you need. You are prepared and ready. So instead I wish you the spirit of ita to give you that extra asskicking edge should you need it. I don’t know if I believe in an afterlife, but I’m certain ita would want her spirit to inspire us to kick more asses regardless.
That, I'll take, gladly. But being a lawyer is dependent on research and eloquence and evidence; I've got that in spades.
When I first met Hubby, I strongly felt that if I were to find his ex-wife in the crosswalk in front of my car, I'd have to think very strongly about the state of my brakes.
Heh. Not long after our house burned and our landlord was abysmal to us (kept our deposit for vacating without notice, threatened to sue for the balance of the lease, etc.) I found myself behind him at the bank drive through. I put the car in park - I was seriously concerned that I might unconsciously hit the gas