Think of velvet night and car hoods and holding hands and stars, Sean.
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.
Now that is a happy place.
We almost both fell asleep next to each other on the hood of my car. Holding hands. Why can't I just live there, in that moment? Except I can barely wait for the next moment.
Oo, that's exciting GC.
Think of velvet night and car hoods and holding hands and stars, Sean.
oh I just went all wibbly inside.
I felt my first kick!
Yayayayayay!!
We almost both fell asleep next to each other on the hood of my car. Holding hands
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
I felt my first kick!
Woot!!!
Why can't I just live there, in that moment?
It would be nice, but....
Except I can barely wait for the next moment.
This.
First kick!
Yay for first kicks, GC! What a wondrous moment!
And IOmeN: Agent of Awesomeness loves the revisions I did on When the Stars Go Blue (AKA, the Carmen book). Right now, she's not foreseeing any more revisions (thank the gods and little fishes) and it shall begin making its rounds in September.
Maybe now I can relax and work on Between Here & Gone and try to get it finished by December, if not sooner.
Whoot!
Oh, the past is a perfect predictor of the future, provided you keep living in the past an not move on. Yours truly being a prime example.
Count me among the people who need to print that out and put it somewhere I'll see it EVERY DAY.
Yay GC!
Yay Barb!
Yay Sean & Date Girl!