Aims, were you able to get your test results tonight?
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Tonight, I was combing Emeline's hair after her shower. She was facing me and looking down. Pretty much down my shirt that is pretty low cut. She says, "Mommy, I like your boobs!" and poked each one saying, "Boing! Boing!"
So clearly she takes after her father.
I was not. I made an appointment for tomorrow afternoon. I figured, if I'm sick today, I won't be any worse tomorrow. And I got to finish one class (got an A) and learn about Jason and the Golden Fleece and roast a chicken, and hang out with the fam.
{{{Aims}}} I'm sending so much ~ma for good results tomorrow. And yay A!
Yay for Aims boobs, and the A too.
{{Bitches}} I am out of town and buried in work stuff and caught up first with Beep Me. I am holding all of you in my heart and sending peaceful and positive thoughts.
She says, "Mommy, I like your boobs!" and poked each one saying, "Boing! Boing!"
Ha! Owen and Liv also have show this sort of appreciation for my breasts.
results~ma for you, Aims.
What does it say about me that a) I can happily enjoy my McDonald's while watching the beginning of Bones that has the decomposed body and b) I am delaying medicating for the sinus headache that I've had for several hours (even before I took my mother to run errands tonight) because I wanted a glass of wine.
That you're amazingly well-adjusted and have Good Sense?
That I want McDonald's?
Mmm. Wine sounds nice.
I fell asleep around 7:45 and woke up around 10:30. Not quite sure when I'll get to sleep again. This is a bad sleep pattern.