Definitely checking out some of these products. Rather than using a regular antiperspirant/deodorant, I've taken to using Gold Bond powder on my pits and underboob area, which doesn't feel at all greasy and works just as well, at least for purposes of soaking up sweat so that I don't get the dread bra band distress.
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
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.
Oh yes, house~ma to Pix and ND!
Major house~ma to Pix and ND - that place looks fantastic. How far is it from your current abode?
Hey y'all. I have been so far behind in Natter and have finally caught up. Tons of ~ma and love to those struggling and heaps of hurrays to those who have had good things happen.
For anyone not in Bitches or on FB, I started fostering for a dog rescue three weeks ago. The first two weeks I had very sweet dogs and was happy to give them some loving and then send them off to the adoption events. Both were adopted the weekend after I fostered them.
This week I brought home two puppies. They were total goofballs on Sunday, Monday, and part of Tuesday (I had to return the girl Tuesday because she is getting fixed today). She alternated between sleeping on my feet or just snuggling up to me for loves and then being the aggressor in starting wrestling matches with the male. The male was a tad more aloof. He happily participated in the wrestling matches, but when she would bark at something, he simply followed her and watch whatever was going on. In the process he stole my heart and I have a foster fail already. With the female at the vet today, I just have Crowley. He played great with Jack yesterday, slept with CJ overnight, and now he is napping in my office with me. I will get the female back later today and will foster her the rest of the week. But Crowley...he is staying.
Yay for Crowley!
Oh my god everyone is irritating today.
Except for Crowley, evidently.
Gah, I woke up with a migraine and have an appointment in 2 hours to get my hair highlighted. The smells may kill me. (I know I could reschedule, but there's a family wedding next weekend, and I am vain and want my hair to be shiny and blonde in the pictures, and I need to just get this out of the way now because I don't actually have the spoons to reschedule.)
Mostly I just wanted to grouse about it. Therapeutic grousing.
I'm sure Crowley is never irritating.
I am unreasonably irritated about one of the irritating things, which is another writer correcting a "typo" in something I sent her. Of course I make typos, but if you're going to pull that shit on me, you better be right. Which she wasn't.
And she didn't even ask me for clarification. Just "fixed" it for me and let me know.
Grrrrr.
Yes. Signed, thank goodness for almond milk products.
Yes, this happened to me, too. And it took me a couple of months to figure out what was going on because I wasn't paying attention.
Great. It's happened the last two times I've eaten ice cream. I haven't noticed it with cheese yet, and I very rarely drink milk. Hmm, come to think of it, I usually drink iced lattes from Starbucks in the summer, and I haven't felt great after. Must continue to investigate.
Hooray for Crowley! Congrats, Suzi.
Argh, Steph. That would drive me nuts. Grouse away.