The Clockwork Couture site is making me DROOL with want.
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Yay pretty Laura with pretty hair!
Went to the mall earlier where Lewis and Nate got haircuts, Abby and I got books and I picked up a fantastic CD called Eclipse by a world music artist named Lura. Sounds like a gorgeous hybrid of Brazilian, Caribbean, and African.
Got home, went to the community pool with the kids for about ninety minutes, which was nice, since it wasn't anywhere near as crowded as it was yesterday.
Now the onions are caramelizing and the burgers are stuffed with blue cheese and ready to go as soon as the onions are done.
There will be hot cheese dip and chips soonish.
And brownies.
The Clockwork Couture site is making me DROOL with want.
Did you see the gorgeous reproduction button boots? I'm getting a pair in black.
I went grocery shopping and also cleaned out my fridge. Mom took me to the grocery store and I may go to the beach tomorrow.
Plus side -- it's the beach! and cousins I haven't seen in a long time are there!
Down side -- lots of people, it's hot and..it's hot.
And Mom just called to tell me she was watchign something on Tru TV and they showed a couple who went on vacation in their very expensive 100K + motor home and pulling their boat and one of them forgot to put the motor home in park and it went into a river.
So sad, I can't see Laura's picture!
I thought you were in my contacts there, but put on public since they aren't naughty or anything.
Sounds like you can call the date a win, bonny.
Pretty Laura! Love the red socks.
I am failing at accomplishing anything today. We just decided on lentil stew, since neither of us feels like going out, and we have all the makings for lentil stew. And we both like it.
I know, winter food. And yet, somehow, not.
Oooh, and I just saw that JZ linked to the Clockwork Couture site. I know the owner, and she's a darling.
Really? That's so awesome! It is an amazing site (and I'm whimpering with desire for the Bathory boots). In case she wants to know how people find her site, it popped up for me as a sponsored link alongside a Gmail notification of a response I'd just gotten to a comment I'd made on someone else's LJ about how she'd recently found Trashy Diva and fallen in love. I'd shared my own love and mentioned the polka dot corset, and, boom, up came Clockwork Couture as a corset-related link.
Sigh. Matilda has once again missed her nap. She did drowse all the way through her umpteenth viewing of Beauty and the Beast, so she's at least had some semi-downtime, but really. She ran four laps around Kezar this morning, which at not quite three has to be proportionately close to a half-marathon. How can she possibly do that, then have a bottle of milk and lie down on a soft couch in a darkened room with an old video playing very quietly and not close her eyes once?
Sounds like you can call the date a win, bonny.
I agree Laura. Though, I am a little wistful. It will be great when the day comes and I can skip that portion of the program altogether. And given that he's the first in 2 years that I said yes to, I'm thinking...right this minute, anyway...that the day may be loooong in coming.
Oddly enough, I popped out to the shops and brushed past the last fellow I momentarily entertained but took a pass on. Haven't seen him in a couple of years, so that was weird. But, he too was a really nice guy with that one thing I could not push past. In his case, it was unaddressed alcoholism. Lunch Fellow's stuff is surmountable, just not with me in tow. Who knows, maybe he'll come back around.
Sigh.
His obscenity-filled expostulation is a wonderment to hear. And then I die. Many, many times.Stunt, I envy you. At least you get that wonderful head shot. I just get the last part (die. many many many many MANY times). What's your gamertag on xbox? We should hook up and practice so we can gang up on poor little Pete. Mine is the same as it is here.
Burgers have been snarfed. They were perfectly cooked, the Vidalias were golden brown and sweet, bacon, extra blue cheese and provolone on top finished it all off.
Am in burger coma now.
Abby made brownies. All by herself, first step to last. (From a mix, admittedly, but still--)