Wow, Debet, you have a lot going on!
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
-t - Apr 20, 2014 6:42:18 am PDT #25739 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
SuziQ - Apr 20, 2014 6:44:55 am PDT #25740 of 30000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Ugh. I have a headache that feels like it wants to be a migraine which is giving me a whole lot of don't wanna. I have plans to join KCD, B, CJ, and friends for Easter dinner. Looks like meds and a nap are up next so I can be social. Otherwise social ain't happening. Blah.
Pix - Apr 20, 2014 7:16:50 am PDT #25741 of 30000
The status is NOT quo.
Oh Sheryl and ita, I'm so sorry.
And Debet, that's a lot, but congrats on your impending graduation!
sarameg - Apr 20, 2014 7:36:40 am PDT #25742 of 30000
I'm drinking iced coffee because apparently I still needed more sleep, but I didn't discover this until after making the coffee. And cats. Cats, man. Motivation to do everything on my list today cannot compete with 2 warm cats draped across me. But this house isn't getting clean by itself. Nor paint removed or added or nails done.
sarameg - Apr 20, 2014 8:36:27 am PDT #25743 of 30000
Aaand, I will not be working on the railing. The stripper I bought yesterday has turned. So I'll be returning that next weekend since they are closed today.
But I got to meet a very cute visiting doxie.
DebetEsse - Apr 20, 2014 9:46:45 am PDT #25744 of 30000
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Thanks.
Catlap is a real and serious condition.
The stripper I bought yesterday has turned.
Your day sounds much more exciting than mine.
Zenkitty - Apr 20, 2014 10:57:18 am PDT #25745 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
The stripper I bought yesterday has turned.
Darned Commie strippers.
I have repotted and trimmed dead ends from the four patio plants that went through the late frost. I think they'll survive. I tried to trim back the azalea that's in front of my spigot, so I could connect the hose, but I couldn't get through the thing with my shears - too many large limbs. I want to just remove it; whoever planted a large bush in front of the spigot, the cable box, and the electric meter was a big dummy. Every year it's a struggle with poky branches and spiderwebs to get behind it, and this year it has won; the space belongs to the azalea and none shall pass! Until I hire a guy with a tractor to rip the thing out by the roots. Victory shall be mine. Q'apla.
Burrell - Apr 20, 2014 11:13:13 am PDT #25746 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I am so sorry, ita, and you too Sheryl.
Happy Easter everybody!
I am attempting to grade on my down time today, but I keep getting distracted by the food and the family and the BABY! Baby cousin is crazy cute, as is his toddler sister.
-t - Apr 20, 2014 11:18:47 am PDT #25747 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Aw, I lost my azalea (I'm not even sure how, it wasn't out and exposed during any frosts, I don't think, but sometimes plants just die) so I'm sorry to hear your thriving specimen is badly placed. OTOH, I was just out watering the grapevine and it's got loads of tiny proto-grapes already. Exciting!
Man, I have so much more stuff that needs doing than that I have gotten done, or can reasonably expect to do in the near future. Disheartening.
Connie Neil - Apr 20, 2014 11:27:47 am PDT #25748 of 30000
brillig
Hubby put in a planter box under the bedroom window. After helping him, I was sitting on the porch gazing at the neighbor's lawn. "Those tulips are pretty," I said.
"We could get you some," he said.
"I don't garden, sweetheart."
"No, it would be easy, get some lumber, dig out a piece of lawn next to the house, break it up some, dig a hole, drop in the bulbs, water it a good bit to start it, then keep an eye on it."
"Did you hear me say I don't garden?"
edit: I am cat, content to gaze at the world. He is big galumphing dog, eager to go to all lengths to please. Mixed marriages are tricky.