It doesn't surprise me that Ginger helped so many because she was very kind and helpful to me. I just didn't consciously know how many others she helped because she did it so quietly. It just hurts that life wasn't kinder to someone so giving.
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.
It just hurts that life wasn't kinder to someone so giving.
Yes.
It just hurts that life wasn't kinder to someone so giving.
This. A million times.
I think we might need a Whiskey and Tiara toast to Ginger this week.
I own no tiara, but I put on a cunning hat and had a drink of Buffalo Trace in Ginger's honor. I think that counts.
I am in Madison GA which isn't that far from Atlanta.
Got tired and realized I had to stop. My parents are a little frustrating Mom has turned into text only. Dad doesn't listen to his voicemail. I don't think he knows how to acres it.
Trying to communicate with them has been frustrating. Mom kept sending me text messages while I was driving even after I stopped and asked her to call me. Via text because she didn't answer the phone.
Ugh, Calli, and I thought it was pretty bad when someone on FB, whom I don't know, so who really cares in the scheme of things. but still, defended that awful woman who: a. Shot a crime victim in the head(On accident--still not really an "Oops!"-type thing though, right?) b. Got her wrist slapped for it. c. Then came to the conclusion that her real mistake was "Trying to help someone else" and telling the nation she never would again. Admittedly the defense was, like, "Being an idiot doesn't inherently make you terrible," but still, it was an effective reminder of how few hours I may have left on the planet.
I will also never forget her proneness to accidents.
God, I remember when she wiped out and chipped her tooth at the SF F2F trying to keep the cat from getting out of the house.
I drank a shot of Black Velvet Toasted Carmel Whiskey to Ginger.
don't judge me.
Ginger's own account of her acrobatic wildcat taming exercize, here.