I was fine for the 6:30 AM wedding but just completely drenched for the evening reception. But didn't care. Changed into shorts and sweated it out.
Well, my days of not taking you seriously are certainly coming to a middle.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Laura - Aug 03, 2018 11:36:17 am PDT #4204 of 8234
Our wings are not tired.
Connie Neil - Aug 03, 2018 12:13:48 pm PDT #4205 of 8234
brillig
I have successfully had my eyes peered at and my tits squished today. The squishing didn't even really hurt, because the tech was a pro. So that's done for another year.
Topic!Cindy - Aug 03, 2018 4:05:58 pm PDT #4206 of 8234
What is even happening?
Did I see an Empress Aimee? Hi!
Good luck at the wedding tomorrow, Teppy! And an unseasonably cool day to you, Epic, when that wedding rolls around.
sj - Aug 04, 2018 5:49:05 am PDT #4207 of 8234
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
First items on my packing list for vacation: gin and bourbon.
Steph L. - Aug 04, 2018 5:55:41 am PDT #4208 of 8234
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Good luck at the wedding tomorrow, Teppy!
Thanks, Cindy! How are you???
sj - Aug 04, 2018 5:59:34 am PDT #4209 of 8234
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Good luck, Teppy! They're lucky to have you.
I'm at my volunteer library job and I'm taking advantage of actually being able to think to make a list for the party and a list for vacation.
Steph L. - Aug 04, 2018 6:07:04 am PDT #4210 of 8234
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
I have a low-level migraine, which is pissing me off. But it's seriously only a 1 on a scale of 0-10, and I have done WAY more difficult things with much more painful migraines, so it's all good. And hey, the migraine might be gone by 4:30. Fingers crossed.
Plus, the ceremony is 10 minutes long, and I can power through that, no problem, even if my head hurts.
Steph L. - Aug 04, 2018 2:04:49 pm PDT #4211 of 8234
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Migraine is still rolling, now with Chardonnay on top. But the ceremony went quite well, even though it was about 500 degrees.
sj - Aug 04, 2018 6:22:47 pm PDT #4212 of 8234
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Feel better, Teppy!
All the food is cooked, favors have been assembled, and lists upon lists have been made for ltc's birthday party tomorrow. I should be calm, but I'm so nervous that we have forgot everything.
Steph L. - Aug 05, 2018 1:31:16 pm PDT #4213 of 8234
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
The combo of migraine meds and cheap Chardonnay led to me dancing my ass off at the reception, and now my 47-year-old self is shamefully sore. But you can't play KC and the Sunshine Band and expect me to just sit there. And then once I'm on the dance floor, I have proven that I will dance to just about anything (though not Nirvana; I sat that one out, but Tim busted out some truly glorious headbanging to the chorus of Smells Like Teen Spirit).
By the end of the reception, Tim and I were the only ones dancing (come on, you HAVE to dance to Al Green), and so the DJ came over and said "I'll play whatever you guys want, since you're the only ones dancing. You want more Al Green?" Awwwww YEAH. Also a little Marvin Gaye action, too.
You invite Aunt Steph, you get an enthusiastic, if not talented, force of nature on the dance floor.