David should totally be wrapped, smothered, covered in love and caring. Like wrapped up in a cozy blanket in front of a roaring fire with a good cocktail and music playing kind of thing.
Co and triple signed.
Hi Buffistas. I hope your Monday isn't too Mondayish. And I am also part of MigraineClub, when I'm becoming a human barometer of weather changes. Worst super power ever, evolution.
smonster, I don't think I said it before - I'm thrilled seeing your relationship updates here and so happy for you!
ION, just tell me when Caftan F2F is and I'm booking tickets. It's either this or another spreadsheet of "OK, where are you again and how do I see as many of you in under two weeks?". Which can be done, but your country is huge. Seriously.
shrift, now I'm not even sure you slounge.
Admittedly, sometimes I make pained noises getting up from slounging these days.
Early slounging was pre-caftan era for all of us.
I've left the pleather pants behind and I'm ready to embrace the caftan life.
I am sad when I think about some of the awesome shoes I have that I will never wear again because I can’t do heels anymore.
I was momentarily very tempted by a green pleather dress at the store yesterday. Gorgeous color but where would I wear a green pleather dress? It’s just not my lifestyle anymore…
I've left the pleather pants behind and I'm ready to embrace the caftan life.
This should be the 2023 Buffista motto.
Timelies all!
Caftans sound interesting, but I’d have to wear shorts or something like that underneath because of thigh rub.
I never went to a F2F, but the idea of caftanpalooza sounds wonderful.
We’re all so much older now totally different vibe.
I spent the weekend with my friend who passed’s husband, mother, and a brief visit with her son. The memorial is in 3 weeks and I’ll be back for that. We’re are struggling in different ways, but it’s easier together.
Enrobed? Like with dark chocolate, but where the chocolate is love and support and blessings.
Enrobed in a caftan of care.
I just dreamed I was going to my first day of class, freshman year undergrad.
I very often dream I'm in college, only in some weird way I'm both 18 and my current age. Also the campus is a weird blend of Penn (where I went to school) and UW (where I've worked for most of my adult life). I call it the University of Washylvania. And recently I dreamed I was some vaguely young age, maybe 20, and my high school crush was in love with me! And it seemed great! Only at the very end of the dream he said something like, "I bet you won't agree with my politics," and I said, "Why is that?" and he said, "I voted for Trump." Whereupon I slapped his face and woke up very happy to be in my real life.
We (Cowboy (his noms de 'net) and I) are going to be in Denver overnight on Monday, Sept 11. I know Suzi is still in the area and likely Nicole. Mini-F2F and meet my BF?
Cleveland is hard to get through from California and I messed up so we are overnighting.
My college classes dreams usually feature some form of juggling my current job in the middle of the classroom.
We could do a caftan of love that gets passed around like the childrens' clothes used to.
I get high school and college dreams, and Army dreams. and the weirdest mix up of Print Shop and Scene shop.
