So many levels of wrong.
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.
Hubby's filling out the medical/personal history form for the cancer center. He's had to call his sister to get info. He's just reached the section asking about how many sexual partners he's had. His answer "It was the 70s."
"Do I engage in extreme sports?"
"You play games where you encourage people to try to hit you in the head. That's a yes."
Hairpats and hugs for them as wants 'em.
Exasperated WTFs for the cancer center.
That's outrageous, Connie.
Meanwhile, on a different note: the day has arrived! Behold my diminutive scholar: [link] [link]
Today his studious attentions were directed towards sandpits and Humpty Dumpty collages. Progress report: on pick-up he advised me that when an egg breaks, it can't be restored at all. Further interrogation revealed this to be the case even should one resort to:
1. Glue;
2. Sticky tape;
3. Smooshing the pieces back together
really hard.
Education truly is the silver bullet.
That's some pretty useful information he's learned there, bt. And Ryan looks so handsome and happy in his uniform.
Behold my diminutive scholar:
Adorable! He looks like he's going to Postal Academy.
Does he have empirical proof of the unfixability of a broken egg?
Just LOOK at that amazing boy, billytea. I can never get enough of that smile.
He is so cute!! Their uniforms include a hat? Adorable.
I can't believe Ryan is in school!
I can believe how incredible adorable he looks in his uniform. I am full of excitement at all the adorable Ryan in school stories we can expect.
Bonny! I read about this amazing coloring/puzzle book in a blog and immediately thought of you. The artist Johanna Basford gets her inspiration from her garden in Scotland.