I am closer to Juliana's mother than I ever was to my bio-mom.
She's still waiting on your visit up to the Frozen North!
Jayne: That's a good idea. Good idea. Tell us where the stuff's at so I can shoot you. Mal: Point of interest? Offering to shoot us might not work so well as an incentive as you might imagine.
'Out Of Gas'
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.
juliana - Apr 14, 2009 3:38:53 pm PDT #6719 of 30000
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Barb - Apr 14, 2009 3:47:14 pm PDT #6720 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Well crapdoodle. It appears that my sitting at my desk for eleven hours may have had some consequences. After I showered, I noticed that one side of my incision looked irritated and was tender to the touch. An hour later and it's definitely progressed past irritated and on to oozing. At least the ooze is mostly clear so I've slathered it with Neosporin and put a bandage over it.
I'll call the doc in the morning.
Amy - Apr 14, 2009 3:50:34 pm PDT #6721 of 30000
Because books.
Good idea, Barb. It should be okay, given what you described, but definitely call.
Are your stitches going to dissolve? Or are they already gone?
javachik - Apr 14, 2009 3:52:49 pm PDT #6722 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Barb, ouch!
Juliana, it's on The List. And the thank-you note she sent me in February makes me smile every time I read it.
Amy, awwwwww.
My bio-mom might've been untenable, but I've had superlative surrogates throughout my life.
Barb - Apr 14, 2009 3:53:03 pm PDT #6723 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
I had internal dissolving stitches with the external incision being held closed with Steri-Strips. The last of those came off over the weekend and everything looked so good, dammit-- and I SAW the freakin' doctor for my post-op checkup on MONDAY.
ARGH.
brenda m - Apr 14, 2009 5:35:37 pm PDT #6724 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Eep, Barb. I hope by morning things have resettled.
DCJensen - Apr 14, 2009 5:43:31 pm PDT #6725 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
Jumping ahead to post this [link] to a picture they were talking about on NPR on my way home.
There is an abandoned schoolbook repository in Detroit where thousands, perhaps millions of books are sitting, rotting in the wind and rain and snow coming in through the broken windows.
In the top picture, if you look closely, there is a tree growing from out of a pile of books.
Poetic, yet sad.
Jessica - Apr 14, 2009 5:57:38 pm PDT #6726 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Lillian's fonder of Paul. He's more fun than I am, and less prone to retreating into his own head. But I'm the fixer of sorrow and needs, or something.
Oh yes, I resemble this remark. Dylan loves both of us, but he'll start asking for Daddy when he plays with me long before he'll do the reverse.
I was out for drinks with co-workers tonight (one is getting married this Sunday) and apparently missed Dylan giving my Baby Death doll kisses on the lips.
amych - Apr 14, 2009 6:00:22 pm PDT #6727 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
missed Dylan giving my Baby Death doll kisses on the lips.
Awww! As long as it doesn't continue for another 10-12 years or with, you know, actual Death.
DavidS - Apr 14, 2009 6:52:22 pm PDT #6728 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I'll post this here rather than Movies since Aimee and Fay should see it.
I got bored watching Matilda's regular rotation of movies so I popped in Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. We got to the scene where they first fly, and Draco steals Neville's remembral (glass ball thingie) and McGonigal discovers that Harry can be a seeker.
So Matilda wanted to see the flying scenes several times over while referencing Kiki's broom flying.
Matilda: Wanna see the boy with glasses.
Me: Here he is. The mean boy is taking the glass ball.
Matilda: It's a girl.
Me: No, it's Draco. He's a boy.
Matilda (confidently): It's a girl.