Of course I’m up ridiculously early on my day off. Dammit! I didn’t want to sleep in anyway. Dammit.
So, breakfast is PB&J on toast. Thus beginneth the day.
Happy Firday!
Of course I’m up ridiculously early on my day off. Dammit! I didn’t want to sleep in anyway. Dammit.
So, breakfast is PB&J on toast. Thus beginneth the day.
Happy Firday!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis 45 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 66 and N.O.S. for the day. No big plans for the day. I may go out to the cemetery later on with some WD Forty to clean the grave markers. The markers are brass plaques and WD Forty shines ‘em up real nice. Other than that who knows. Tomorrow mornin’ I shall head back to caveland.
Now I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. At some point I also must purtify.
Happy Firday Y’all!
If not, I’m sure Flytrap, he’s a horse’s…oh never mind!
Thank you for that explanation, at first, I was thinking they were squeaky.
Busy day, & I’m already behind.
**FCD **is up and we’re now both showered and dressed. He’s breakfasting, and once he’s done, the moveage of stuff from the basement to the shed shall begin. My back aches already!
Up, caffeinated ,and sheveled. Off today.
I have a Facebook friend who likes the term “pie hole” way too much.
(Too mild for a rants thread, and too mundane and pointless for anywhere else, so I’m posting it here.)
I should get out my winter coat. It’s gotten very cold here.
We refer to the cat food storage container as “The Magic Pie Hole Can”.
Gordie has already fought off The Invisible Mole People, the golf cart, and his arch enemy from building 540. I foresee a long afternoon nap.
:mad: If you don’t like how many times I use the term “pie hole” you can stick it in your pie hole!
;):p:D
Better than sticking it in another kind of hole…
I went out today wearing my winter coat. I’ve still got much to do today.
We’re back from a trip to Babies-R-Us in Waldork so **FCD **could see how cribs are built. We also walked around looking at all kinds of baby stuff. How did I raise my child without all that crap???
Then we ran to Home Depot so he could get a sawblade, then at stop at WaWa to get subs to eat at home. Which is what we’re doing now - lunch! After lunch, we’ll start moving stuff.
Except I don’t want to. I wanna be a slug. Gotta adult instead. Dammit.
I’d thought of posting that, but I didn’t want to be rude to our favorite Canadian, eh?
We also use “face hole”, “mouth hole”, “soul hole”.
I’m about to take Pepper pup for a walk. It’s a bit chilly. We were going to try to camp again this weekend, but it’s currently under discussion.
Who’s chipping in for Swampy’s Christmas gift?
Much as I lurves our resident bear, I must decline.
And, after only 13 years, I finally unpacked my record albums and have them on shelves under my recently acquired turntable. As soon as I move the piano and run an extension cord, we shall have music!!
Plus the jointer, the corner aquarium, and the 26" nanocube aquarium are out of the basement, giving me space to store stuff. And I have 2 empty boxes for taking other stuff to the thrift store, plus I have an almost-full box of vinyl albums that I don’t want, mostly classical stuff that the previous owners left behind and that’ll go to the thrift store, too.
So it’s time for a break.
In our family it was food-chute and/or idiot-pit; the latter mostly for when you were saying/said something really dumb.
Since my toe cramps kept me up about 3 hours last night (many a fine game of cat-bowling was played on the computer) I slept in until 10 but have been making up for it since in being useful and productive. I plan on stopping all that before I head for work.
makes notes for later
I’m in for five bucks.
:dubious:
He said “on”, not “with”.
I have been to liberry, cleaned the plaques, had N.O,L. and achieved nappage. Also sis and I loaded up the passenger seat of twuck with a bunch of mom’s clothes. Mom was a clothes hog. Seriously. What I am takin’ with me to go to Neighbors In Need and The Lord’s Pantry are the clothes that were too small for my nieces etc to wear. Still nice stuff. Mom was a petite woman, so the largest article of clothing is a women’s size eight. I’m sure there are petite women who will appreciate the clothes because I am told small sized women’s clothin’ can be hard to find.
In other news we are orderin’ Mexican takeout for suppage. Sis and I have a gnawin’ and a cravin’.
Spidey the terlet would match my Louis Vuitton luggage!