I'm sorry, Sean.
The emergency HVAC person has fixed the furnace. We are saved!
Yeah, I could do that, but I'm paralyzed with not caring very much.
Spike ,'Showtime'
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.
Ginger - Dec 25, 2013 7:31:29 am PST #7496 of 30002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Java cat - Dec 25, 2013 7:39:20 am PST #7497 of 30002
Not javachik
Yikes, so sorry Sean. Pix and ND also, bummer about *that* holiday tradition.
Just a quick stop by to say hello, Merry Christmas, and Happy Solstice (okay, a few days late)!
The sun has gone around the side of the house already - it's as far to the "right" of the east-facing house as it'll go, the cats have had some time outside and are settling after a special holiday meal (meaning Fancy Feast, the kind with greens, gravy, and an extra $.20), and I've got to get ready to head to the East Bay and family drama. Oh well!
smonster - Dec 25, 2013 9:53:25 am PST #7498 of 30002
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
We are listening to the Sesame St. Xmas (currently at the Bert-Ernie-Mr. Hooper "Gift of the Magi" part, sniff) and my mom is putting the finishing touches on dinner. Gifts were exchanged and delightful at that - we got my mom The Southerner's Handbook, autographed by three of the essayists. I got colorful socks and Hild and a yoga gift certificate, among other things. Been a lovely Xmas so far.
Hey Seanie, check yer email.
Connie Neil - Dec 25, 2013 10:06:42 am PST #7499 of 30002
brillig
I read that as Sesame Saint Xmas.
Much love, Sean.
WindSparrow - Dec 25, 2013 10:36:09 am PST #7500 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Sean, I hate that you are having such a sucky Christmas. I wish better things for you. I wish that I could do better than wish for you send more love.
ETA: because someone reminded me that I could do more than wish.
WindSparrow - Dec 25, 2013 11:03:23 am PST #7501 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
I'm going to call my mother for Christmas.
Cover me, I'm going in.
ETA: Line's busy, reprieve.
omnis_audis - Dec 25, 2013 12:30:13 pm PST #7502 of 30002
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
teaching mom & her bf how to use their computers & internet. Fun!
erin_obscure - Dec 25, 2013 2:07:17 pm PST #7503 of 30002
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
{{{{{Sean}}}}}}
WindSparrow - Dec 25, 2013 2:17:57 pm PST #7504 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
teaching mom & her bf how to use their computers & internet. Fun!
Yeah, that's the kind of fun that's not.
IOChristmasN I did get through to my mom. A bit of mom~ma if you please - she had a chest x-ray and CAT scan after a bout of flu-like illness, which showed some spot(s) on her lungs. She was offered the choice of a needle biopsy or waiting a couple months to do another chest x-ray. She has joined Team Procrastination (for which I can't blame her) Her doc says this might be some left-over pneumonia (!?!), or scarring from having whooping cough as a child, or of course it might be a tumor. I can't say I blame her for not wanting them to shove a needle in through her chest wall, into her lung to find out fast.
Liese S. - Dec 25, 2013 3:53:51 pm PST #7505 of 30002
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Yikes! mom~ma!