Oh no, Steph!
Saffron: You're a good man. Mal: You clearly haven't been talking to anyone else on this boat.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 74: Ready or Not
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Liese S. - May 05, 2016 6:32:54 am PDT #21030 of 30003
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
meara - May 05, 2016 6:50:54 am PDT #21031 of 30003
May have just started controversy, but hoping I did it in the most low key least likely for backlash way. The dancing I do Friday's sends out a weekly email about what is being taught each Friday. I don't often go. But I saw this week (which is aimed at beginners--every first Friday) the line dance is "pick a bale". And I was like "really? A bunch of gay almost all white folks dancing to that?? Is that really the image we want to give anyone but especially newbies?" I emailed the person who is teaching (who got pulled in last minute the other teacher is sick) and asked if she'd consider a different line dance. Here's hoping she says "oh, yeah, that's a good idea" and not "well it's not a racist LINE DANCE" and makes me want to hit her.
Zenkitty - May 05, 2016 7:01:21 am PDT #21032 of 30003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Aw, Toke! I'm sorry, Steph. Sometimes animals just decide to go in their own way and we never know.
Muppet and Toke at almost the same time, let's believe in head butts and shared purrs.
I don't know about the Rainbow Bridge, but I do believe in animal souls. After a beloved dog of mine died (horribly) when I was a teenager, I was inconsolable. Until I was lying there on my bed sobbing and I felt his presence, clear as if his fuzzy little self was right beside me. He didn't want me to be sad and he was okay, and suddenly I was okay too. I was still sad he was gone, but I knew he was okay. I can't explain it better than that. But if humans have souls that live on somehow, so do animals, because I met one.
Steph L. - May 05, 2016 7:10:40 am PDT #21033 of 30003
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
So, digging your pet's grave blows. Especially in southern Ohio, because it's mostly clay. And so many roots! And since Tim has RA, I did most of the digging, but I wanted to.
We buried her with one of the bolts of fleece that she laid on on the couch, a tiny piece of plastic bag, because she LOVED to chew and lick plastic bags, and dogwood petals, because they're still blooming.
Oh my kitty. She was my favorite. I loved her so much.
-t - May 05, 2016 7:16:12 am PDT #21034 of 30003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Aw, that sounds like a sweet and fitting memorial.
I agree, digging graves is no fun, and digging in clay in general is so hard, and the two combined really suck.
WindSparrow - May 05, 2016 7:17:13 am PDT #21035 of 30003
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 so sorry for your loss, Steph. It's just so hard.
Atropa - May 05, 2016 7:20:58 am PDT #21036 of 30003
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Steph and Theo, I'm so sorry.
Zenkitty - May 05, 2016 7:31:41 am PDT #21037 of 30003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
It's so damn hard to lose them.
Sophia Brooks - May 05, 2016 7:54:09 am PDT #21038 of 30003
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
I am so sorry, Steph.
Lee - May 05, 2016 7:59:45 am PDT #21039 of 30003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I am so sorry Teppy.