Originally Posted By gaydsnywitch I confess that I can't wait until this time tomorrow; I'll be in Disneyland!
Originally Posted By murfsmom i confess that i almost didn't go to the meet last week because i was really stressed out about meeting new people , but my friend beth said, your stressed ??? the one who does a halloween murder mystery cruise every year, with her sisters, dances in the disco until it closes , hit's the piano bar until it closes and closes the casino every night for 3 nights is stressed about meeting new people ?? pa leeeze !!!!!!!!!! so i went and it was great, i felt really comfortable !!! when's the next meet ?? lol
Originally Posted By Autopia Deb I confess my teeth are a little black from the fake Oreos I just ate.
Originally Posted By smedley I confess I think this is something to be grateful for sherrytodd!! lol I further confess that I have eaten loads tonight at work, and feel really fat *sigh* (could be related to being really fat lol!)
Originally Posted By friendofdd I confess we had a great time at DL, today. One of us took grandson age 5 to toontown while the other held a place in line for the subs. Toontown had only walk-ons. Every time we bring him to DL, he become a charmer. Lady Starlight fell under his spell this time.
Originally Posted By GrumpysWife I confess I lurk much more than I post and have hesitated sharing Happy Birthdays or sending well wishes, not wanting to only respond to some and miss others when I'm not on LP... I further confess, I found out how nice it was to be on the other end of those well wishes this week. I'm turning over a new leaf...
Originally Posted By smedley I confess don't worry Grumpyswife, we all miss some sometimes, just do what you can... I confess that I have an entire weekend playing an online game planned with a friend, and I can't wait
Originally Posted By Autopia Deb I confess that although it will be nice to have company on my road trip this weekend, I have mixed feelings about my room mate coming along. He may not be all that in to listening to Harry Potter 7 all the way there and back and I was kind of looking forward to hearing Jim Dale read it to me.
Originally Posted By Ursula I confess that I just read that Johnny Depp has agreed to play Barnabas Collins in the feature remake of Dark Shadows. I further confess that even though I am too young to remember Dark Shadows (it ran from 1966-1971) the thought of dear Mr. Depp as a vampire has caught my interest.
Originally Posted By Lady Starlight I confess .. I just couldn't help myself FoDD, *swoon* He was adorable and had so much charm.. BUT, his MUSCLES won me over. He had me at Hello I further confess I too had a wonderful time at DL that same day. I had my cousin and his beautiful new bride of one year join me for a few rides and dinner. It was a super hot day, but everyone in the park seemed very cheerful despite the temp, and the lines for everything seemed to move quickly. All in all it was a pretty darn good day.
Originally Posted By MissCandice I confess I finished my 1st week on a new team at work and even though I have to be there super-early now (7am!) I think it will be okay. Now I can officially do stuff, since I wasn't able to when I was just floating between teams. My promotion finally feels settled.
Originally Posted By tiki tiki tiki tiki I confess that I went shopping for a new bikini, since all the ones I have are old, and have come back home empty handed feeling a bit discouraged. I also confess that I shouldn´t give a hoot about what people think about my imperfections and that I should hold my head up high. I further confess that this week I will give bikini shopping another shot... and hopefully come back home ready to go catch some waves.
Originally Posted By Lady Starlight I confess this makes me have to bring this old email out.. I have just been through the annual pilgrimage of torture and humiliation known as buying a bathing suit. When I was a child, the bathing suit for the woman with a mature figure was designed for a woman with a mature figure. Boned, trussed, and reinforced, those swim suits were not so much sewn as engineered. They were built to hold back and uplift and they did a darn good job. Today, stretch-fabric bathing suits are designed for the prepubescent girl with a figure chipped out of marble. The woman with a mature figure has little choice. She can either front up at the maternity wear department and try on a floral costume with a skirt and come away looking like a hippopotamus that has escaped from Fantasia - or she can wander around any run-of-the-mill bathing costume departments and try to make a sensible choice from what amounts to a designer range of fluoro rubber bands. What choice did I have? I wandered around. I made my choice and disappeared in to the small chamber of horrors known as the fitting room. The first thing I noticed about the bathing suit was the extraordinary tensile strength of the stretch material. The lycra that goes into bathing suits was developed, I believe, by NASA to launch small rockets by a sling shot. And it comes with the bonus that as long as you can lever your body into a lycra suit, you can protect your vital organs from shark attack; the reason being that any shark foolish enough to take a swipe at your passing midriff would immediately suffer from jaw whiplash injury. I fought my way into the first suit but as I twanged the last shoulder strap in place, I gasped in horror. My bosom had disappeared. I found one cowering under my left armpit. It took a little longer to find the other - flattened beside my 7th rib. The problem is" today's suits don't have bra cups. The mature woman is meant to wear her bosom spread across her chest like a speed hump. I realigned my speed hump and turned to the mirror to make a full-view assessment. The suit fit all right. Unfortunately it only fit those bits of me willing to stay inside it. The rest of me oozed out of the top, bottom, and sides. I looked like a lump of playdough wearing an undersized piece of cling wrap. As I tried to work out where all these extra bits of me had come from, the sales girl poked her head around the curtain. "Oh, there y'all are," she gasped. "Yes, they are ALL me," I replied, looking at the extra bits. "What else have you got?" I tried on a crinkled cream one which made me look like designer tape. I tried on a floral two-piece which made me look like an oversized napkin in a napkin ring. I struggled into one of leopard skin with a ragged frill and ended up looking like Tarzan on an off day. I donned a black one with a net midriff and looked like a jellyfish in mourning, and I tried on a pink one whose legs were so high cut I would have needed to wax my eyebrows to wear it! Finally - success. I found the one that fit. A two piece with a short style bottom and halter neck top. It was cheap, comfortable, and bulge friendly. I bought it. When I got home I read the label: "Material may become transparent in water." I am determined to wear it. I just have to learn how to do the breaststroke on dry land.
Originally Posted By Lady Starlight I confess FoDD is a wise wise Man. *note I didn't say Wise Guy* that would change things considerably.
Originally Posted By Autopia Deb I confess that I will miss LP terribly, but as it's now blocked at work I will only be able to check in and post infrequently :-(
Originally Posted By smedley I confess I feel for you Autopia Deb, I had similar issues (but Pixie Glitter launched a complaint and they fixed it, no really) having to check in from home is hard. Please keep in touch when you can, and feel free to shoot me emails too, addy in profile, it would still be great to hook up in November if we can!!
