Lilah ,'Not Fade Away'
[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.
Vortex, I'm cashmere132001. I would love to see cute baby.
Gah. I have a tiny skin tag on my neck I'm going to have to remove. I'd go to the doctor for it, but the last time, I figured it cost me $250 to have that done and I can do it myself with an ice cube and a sharp pair of scissors.
Oh no. JZ was showing pictures online to Matilda which precipitated an entire meltdown that sounded like this:
"I want Lily! Lily is my friend. I miss her!"
I think ita's Mom uses thread.
I wish I'd known that trick when I went at one on my eyelid with nail scissors. What? It was driving me bonkers.
Gah. I have a tiny skin tag on my neck I'm going to have to remove. I'd go to the doctor for it, but the last time, I figured it cost me $250 to have that done and I can do it myself with an ice cube and a sharp pair of scissors.
::shudders forever::
I've tried that with skin tags, and always pull the scissors back at the last moment. Just can't do it. I've been fine with poking through my skin with a needle to get at a splinter, but something about the scissors just makes my brain scream no.
Congratulations, Auntie Vortex! Welcome to the world, Idris! By the way, I'm merriwyllow on Flickr, if you please. Wanna see baby!
Yay, CaBil!
"I want Lily! Lily is my friend. I miss her!"
So sweet and cute and .... sniff sniff damn allergies.
Am totally ignoring the self-surgery talk.
Poor Matilda. We've all been there.
Just last night I had a splinter (turned out to be a jagged piece of glass) in the sole of my foot. The tweezers kept sliding off. There is a reason god made nail clippers and it ain't nails 'cause you can bite those.
I do the skin tags on Hubby's neck all the time. I've done a lot of impromptu minor surgery on him. The things they don't mention in the wedding vows.
I am on Flickr. I am aimeeconat.
Worst splinter I ever had was from when we were in Maine, and there was a bird's nest filled with eggs on one of the window ledges. I stood on a picnic bench to get a better look, and the bench wasn't quite as sturdy as I'd thought and I lost my balance. I was falling right toward the eggs, so I tried to break my fall by putting my hand against the side of the house, and ended up falling with my full weight onto one hand against the really rough cedar siding. Took like half an hour and lots of blood to get all that out of my palm.