Den, throw out the goll-darned cookie dough.
Ruth, what have you got in YOUR mouth!? Jube jubes?
Tomorrow we are going to eat well! We are NOT going to let crap destroy our health. (well, more than it already has) We are NOT going to allow our moods to dictate our moods! (did you get that? because my husband is a social worker, and I can get him in here...)
Ruth, how was the Red Hat Society? I hope you had a hoot.
Twodog, we've missed you, too! Hang in there with your job... you're right not to let that B have power over you. I do hope that things change for the better, hon.
Jennifer, why isn't Suzanne there controlling what you put into your mouth?
Thanks, Squeak, we had a very nice time. Oh... we ate at the most wonderful (expensive) restaurant. DH had melt-in-your-mouth prime rib, I had wicked scallops, the bread was home made and I almost died when I tasted it. AND THE SOUP!? OH MY GOD! The BEST soup I've ever had.
I don't trust you. I think we need to send you a chastity belt. Those hormones will be raging, and who knows WHAT will happen when The Boy comes down.
Sisters... my sister and I fought like anything when we were kids. In between playing Barbies and building tree forts together.
She was the younger, bubbly, popular, fun girl. I was the studious, chronically depressed bookworm who just wanted to be left alone. (funny... I was always jealous of her outgoing personality, even though I did NOT want to be that way myself!)
Now... we see each other fairly often. We have a lot in common despite our different personalities. She lives about six blocks away.
This will sound weird, but I'm very protective of her, and I love her more than anyone. She's the apple of my eye.