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Mar. 17th, 2003 12:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thejunipertreeThe revealing of Aardie's existence to my mother went down fairly well. I'd been a bit concerned. She made a few faces at me, moreso over the fact that he's a nekkid rat (as I keep calling him). But, then she started asking me questions and I knew she was hooked.
RAWR! I STAND UNDEFEATED!
I want to go home and take photos of him. STAT. Terribly, terribly excited about having a new baby rat. I miss Nicodemus so much sometimes that it feels like a tangible weight in my chest that she's gone.
I know, I sound like an idiot. But, she was my baby girl and went everywhere with me.
Tonight is Wemble's wedding dress fitting, which should be interesting. Last time, she could barely get her *ahem* expanded ass into the dress.
Okay.
I'm lying.
Well. Half lying.
They (the seamstress) had told her to buy a size DOWN. Which is just ridiculous. Even an amateur like myself knows that it's easier to let out then to take in. So, the dress was already a size smaller then it should have been. Add on top of that the fact that Wemble was stresseating and gained about five to ten pounds (all of which went to her hips and behind, as usual-she's just like her mother). We discovered this issue last week and a new dress had to be ordered. It came in and the final fitting is tonight.
So far, it would appear that the wedding is beginning to kick itself into shape. If she could only get her invitations out! Gar!
I also still have not found hide nor hair of a pair of blue stripey stockings that would fit my ghetto booty ass. I need them in plus size, though they always wind up being too big for me. The regular size doesn't make it up to my hips. And the big size, I could pull right the fuck over my head. *sigh* I can't win.
I'll probably buy a regular size pair and make thigh highs out of them (which means I need a new stocking belt as mine is not only purple, which just will not do, but rather assy).
Aardie! Aardie! Aardie!
RAWR! I STAND UNDEFEATED!
I want to go home and take photos of him. STAT. Terribly, terribly excited about having a new baby rat. I miss Nicodemus so much sometimes that it feels like a tangible weight in my chest that she's gone.
I know, I sound like an idiot. But, she was my baby girl and went everywhere with me.
Tonight is Wemble's wedding dress fitting, which should be interesting. Last time, she could barely get her *ahem* expanded ass into the dress.
Okay.
I'm lying.
Well. Half lying.
They (the seamstress) had told her to buy a size DOWN. Which is just ridiculous. Even an amateur like myself knows that it's easier to let out then to take in. So, the dress was already a size smaller then it should have been. Add on top of that the fact that Wemble was stresseating and gained about five to ten pounds (all of which went to her hips and behind, as usual-she's just like her mother). We discovered this issue last week and a new dress had to be ordered. It came in and the final fitting is tonight.
So far, it would appear that the wedding is beginning to kick itself into shape. If she could only get her invitations out! Gar!
I also still have not found hide nor hair of a pair of blue stripey stockings that would fit my ghetto booty ass. I need them in plus size, though they always wind up being too big for me. The regular size doesn't make it up to my hips. And the big size, I could pull right the fuck over my head. *sigh* I can't win.
I'll probably buy a regular size pair and make thigh highs out of them (which means I need a new stocking belt as mine is not only purple, which just will not do, but rather assy).
Aardie! Aardie! Aardie!
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Date: 2003-03-17 09:57 am (UTC)AARDIE! AARDIE! AARDIE!
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Date: 2003-03-17 10:04 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2003-03-17 10:09 am (UTC)i wonder if i can teach sam to do that. he was snuggling to schwarzerratte, who is kind of sneezy. i hope he doesn't get sick.
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Date: 2003-03-17 10:21 am (UTC)Sounds like the seamstress is on the good drugs. I also think a lot of ppl assume with the bride will lose weight for the wedding. I say fuck that. If I ever get married, I'll be enough of a psycho trying to plan the damn thing without limiting my food intake. That's just asking for trouble.
Also, as a fellow owner of a ghetto booty ass, I say fuck those plus sized panty hose. They cost more and they *still* never fit right. I always buy regular hose & cut them off for my garter belt.
I bought a very nice one at LB last month, red with black filligree. I've had mixed results with their stuff, tho. I bought a nice lace one that fit fine in the store, but it slid off my hips as I was walking around in TO this past november. The lace was too damn stretchy. bastards.
in closing,
Aardie! Aardie! Aardie!
when do we get to see pics?
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Date: 2003-03-17 03:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-03-17 10:00 pm (UTC)::waltzes into the room with a flourish, and kicks thee in thine arse with a pointy boot ov d00m!::
::cackles gleefully, her white throat exposed to thee nyght aire, and swishes out, never to be seen again!::
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Date: 2003-03-18 02:53 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-03-18 03:42 pm (UTC)http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&lr=&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&safe=off&q=%22get+bent%2C+guido%22
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Date: 2003-03-18 04:03 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-03-18 05:31 pm (UTC)TARA, SLAP HIM!!!!!!!!1