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Really should come here more often
Have been looking through old photos tonight & am feeling nostalgic. Am the luckiest woman ever.
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FML - what triggered this?
Today is stressful. My son barely qualified for SSI 5 months ago, & they told us he'd be reviewed every 3 years. But today he got a review notice, & I'm FREAKED out. That money REALLY helps, as he's buying a lot of his own food, his bus passes, his gas when he uses the car, his school registration fees, & his school books. If he gets cancelled, all ( Read more... ) -
Fang
On Friday night we had to put down our outside cat Fang, who adopted us roughly ten tears ago. He never wanted to be in the house, & when I brought him in when we has I'll, he'd cry and throw himself at the door to get out. But he faithfully guarded our house - beautiful black panther of a cat.
Also of note is I was reading The Price from Neil ( Read more... ) -
My son is out & I'm irrational.
Tonight my 18-yr-old Aspie son took the car to go meet a girl he met at a metal concert a few weeks ago. He's had his license for about 3 weeks & is cautious. She has been texting with him & it's seemed ok. So, tonight they were supposed to see Beetlejuice at a theater in Hollywood; cool, right? Then she invited him to come watch her do Aztec ( Read more... ) -
Awesome husband!
Only my dear husband has "reverse beer goggles" - he thinks women get curvier (and therefore more attractive to him) as he drinks more! :-)
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My sweet husband...
...just took my hand, out of the blue, while Big Bang Theory was paused, to dance to Neil Young's Harvest Moon in our living room. So happy.
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At least I can share on LJ!
Always appreciate a visit from the Blow Job Fairy in the middle of the night!
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Distracting Boobs
Have you ever gotten distracted by the jiggle of your own boobs? That happened to me today. :-) -
Testing
Hoping this iPhone app works better now than last time I tested. :-)
I miss everyone!
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