I have the toilet one from back when I got Lucy at the Atlanta Humane Society. Love.
If you take sexual advantage of her, you're going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater.
Book ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
brenda m - Feb 11, 2012 9:14:12 am PST #21479 of 30001
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
sarameg - Feb 11, 2012 9:31:23 am PST #21480 of 30001
Little box heaters were on clearance at Target, so I went ahead and bought one for my kitchen. Cats are now sprawled on the floor in the line of its breeze.
Pumpkin removes her collar to play with it. I had thought she was popping it off wrestling, but I just watched her deliberately hook it with her foot to pop it free and then bat around the room. And carry it. And toss it. Stinkerbutt.
Connie Neil - Feb 11, 2012 9:41:41 am PST #21481 of 30001
brillig
They're grading the road before the melt? Or don't you have enough snow to worry about come spring?
Connie Neil - Feb 11, 2012 9:42:52 am PST #21482 of 30001
brillig
Pumpkin removes her collar to play with it.
My human gave me this wonderful toy to play with, and I can carry it around with me! Now if I only had an opposable thumb so I could put it back on so I didn't have to carry it.
Pix - Feb 11, 2012 9:47:47 am PST #21483 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.
I emptied and refilled the dishwasher, vacuumed the living room, and replaced the litter in the three litterboxes...that's enough, right? I really don't want to grade on my birthday weekend. Granted, my bday isn't until tomorrow and I have a ton to do, but still.
Connie Neil - Feb 11, 2012 9:48:36 am PST #21484 of 30001
brillig
My birthday is Monday! Happy birthday, Pix!
Pix - Feb 11, 2012 9:50:02 am PST #21485 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.
Happy almost to you too! We can save the happy wishes until tomorrow, though. I like to celebrate with my sorella Maria since we share the day.
Liese S. - Feb 11, 2012 9:59:05 am PST #21486 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
They're grading the road before the melt?
They'll grade again after the melt. Like I said, they do a really good job. I wouldn't normally expect it to be done now, but it definitely will help get us through to spring.
I went out to feed the birds and waved at the road grader guy, and he went around my street (it's a cul de sac) three times. They normally only do it twice, I think. I wasn't trying to suck up, I swear! But the road is all so nice and smooth now.
Connie Neil - Feb 11, 2012 10:24:06 am PST #21487 of 30001
brillig
Back in the 80s, Hubby was running a projector at a SF con. He announced to the crowd in the film room, "OK, our feature film today, Graders in the Park, the gripping story of the men who run the big machines that keeps the roads passable in our national parks."
Several people make noises and get up to leave.
"Oh, sorry, wait, I misread that. This is something called Raiders of the Lost Ark. I don't know, it might be interesting."
(No, it wasn't a pre-release thing, he was just bored. He only got pelted with a little popcorn.)
Strix - Feb 11, 2012 10:25:53 am PST #21488 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I grew up in BFE. We lived in a valley on a gravel road, and one winter, the snow was so bad, no one could get any kind of vehicle around.
So my dad and the neighbor rode horses the 10 miles to the grocery store. Daddy rode my horse, Bittersweet, who was a gentle, huge Clydesdale/quarter mix; Gerald rode a little paint.
It took them 8 hours.