Alright. You asked for it.
Before dried seal penis.
After dried seal penis.
[sub](I got better…)[/sub]
[sub]may I please just say that I still love the snow and cold and think it’s pretty and nice and I am looking forward to shoveling, after my nap?[/sub]
Please don’t kick me out of the MMP.
I am back from the library where I had a good day. I was starving by the time I got home and chicken cutlets (just work with me here) were planned for dinner, so I made 2 of them now and ate them all up. I feel much better. I had green beans, too, so I had some veggie-type stuff…
Off to take a nap, then shovel. Still coming down out there-about another inch so far. [sub]does mini-Snoopy dance[/sub]
Don’t listen to a gay bear re shoes. Red shoes are great. I wore red Converses all through college (the young folk call them Chuck Taylors now–who he?).
:: groans ::
not that I’m jealous or anything.
hate snow. hate hate snow. hate HATE **HATE ** snow! :mad: :mad:
I love snow! Pass the snow!
I’d toss a snowball at rosie, but our snow up here is so light and fluffy it’s terrible for snowballs.
and you’d get whapped with a shovel if I had one handy - rigs, could I borrow yours?
Yeah, but he also got to meet Jon Stewart - that neutralized *lots * of Shrub & Co. cooties!
Incidentally, MamaTigs, you never should have let your wayward daughter leave. I need someone to house sit when my kid gets married. And here I thunk youse guys were my friends…
There must be something super-yummy in my yard - both front and back. There were a gazillion black birds out there foraging. I kept looking for Hitchcock - or zombie-Hitchcock, as the case may be. I took some pics - I’ll try to upload them later.
I got my new crock pot delivered today. Yay! Can’t wait to try it out! I see a pot roast in our future. Right now, I’ve got a big pot of ground beef veggie soup almost at a simmer, but I’m doing it the old-fashioned way. It should be good for many, many meals. Yum. I put the box from the crock pot in the living room. I’ll probably take it with me when I go to Orlando, but for now, the kitteh seems to be enjoying it.
OK, so responding to **MamaTigs ** distracted me - back to finish the thread…
No. No shovel whapping. We could just up end her into a snowbank…
borrows a shovel from the building maintanance guys for self-defense
or build a snowman around her…
Regarding the Kinoki pads, **FCD ** and I crack up every time those commercials come on. Especially the part about the ions. He always asks me “If we order now, do you think they’ll give us extra ions??” I went to their website, since they says something about clinical studies, but, interestingly, that part of the site was still under construction. :rolleyes:
I figure the pads contain a mild solvent, and the “toxins” it allegedly sucks out of your feet is merely dirt from the soles of your feet, and after using a few, your feets are clean.
Wish I’d thought of it. I’d be a gazillionaire. Toxins, indeed. Do you know how many germs are on dollars? Send me those dollars and that’ll rid you of toxins…
yeah, that’s what I thought, but co-worker had bought them and she said the instructions, which she followed, stated to thoroughly clean your feet first…but I guess there’s only so much saop and water can do.
Shhh!! Those are ancient ancestral secrets of which you speak, white man.
I’m still waffling between black and red . . . ah well. I won’t be able to order them til Firday anyhow.
Ugh, go away snow. I only like snow when I don’t have to wade through it.
When did I say anything about shoes? 
My recent tortures had to do with red printing and an absence of same from my color printer, actually. I wound up having to disembowel my laser printer all over the dining room table to get at the little black box that contains the lasers, mirrors and lenses, clean the lenses and mirrors, and put it all back together again. As evidenced by needing to remove 38 screws, unplug nine internal cables and unhook a spring just to get at the dirty parts, this was never intended to be a DIY repair, and I’m not so sure it’s even an officially sanctioned job for a repair shop. (Bootleg printer repair! I’m such a rebel!) But, after some swabbing and a good stern talking-to, my printer is printing perfectly once again.
Meanwhile, DH is still unemployed, although there’s a novel and well-paying prospect in the offing. Hope something comes through soon or we’ll be buying ramen by the case, both to eat and to live in the boxes.
The Invisible Tenant left a sea of breadcrumbs on the kitchen counter this morning after making his lunch. Gonna have to talk to him about that, if I ever see him…
Dead Rat Ball?
I like snow, but we’ve had thousands of snowstorms this winter, and all of them seem to fall on the day of me doing Something Important. Or the evening before. And it’s near-whiteout conditions out there. I phoned and got an appointment for Thursday. If it doesn’t snow again.
Baby is still good, and is wearing the outfit Rebo sent. Happy Anniversary, Rebo! And thanks again!
haze, get the red ones. Red shoes are fun. OTOH, black shoes go with everything. See how helpful I am?
I think I will plunder my stash and see what I have that will work for the ruana. It looks like a good long term project, due to the miles of garter stitch. MamaTigs, didn’t you knit a ruana a while back? How was it? I think I’ll swatch for the wool peddler’s shawl as my next project. It’s cozy, all the errata have been published, and most people think it’s a fun knit. Madeline is pretty, but does resemble a doily with sleeves when it’s laid out flat. The edging is supposed to be tricky, so I think I’ll wait until I have more lace and sweater experience before tackling it.
Don’t the foot pads pull out your skin oils and stuff? I’d be afraid to use them, since my feet are dry enough already.
ooh–entomb her in a snowman. And then build a cadre of snowmen and make it very Poe-like (Cask of the Amontillado or which?–Purloined Letter?), so that no one can find her body, dead and frozen inside a snowman. I LIKE it!
<evil laugh>
Off to shovel snow. NO nap. Pooh. Phone rang-twas my boss, telling me I have to go the multicultural sensitivity awareness training seminar next week. There are not enough :rolleyes: for this. I’m the freakin’ minority at my work! And the other folk there are not new immigrants, but mostly middle class and unemployed/working class African-Americans. Oh, well- I get paid for it.
did someone complain about you? do the
have to attend also? because if not, that sounds suspiciously like reverse discrimination
No one EVER complains about me, sweetie. No one puts baby in a corner!
(always wanted to use that line)
EVERYONE has to go to this. Booooooorrrrrrrriiiiinnnnnnngggggg. Frankly, there IS one minority at work that truly needs this seminar, but I’m not saying which one it is. Ha, so there!
We also had to attend collectively some sensitivity training - there was also a special additional class for managers about 18 months ago :rolleyes:
Our company tends to do this when there is a threat of a law suit.
In fact the whole “need to be sensitive to people” is starting to piss me off in this overly PC world. We are a 24/7 oilfield operation here and currently I am yet again having to clean up after someone was to sensitive to peoples needs and allowed them selves to be walked all over and now we have discipline issues. Grrrr
Apparently I think Old School - none of this kinder, gentler crap. 
I was told this by a guy about to retire. I am 30 and only been around 6 1/2 years. But I am Da Boss so maybes there is some method in my madness.
Bwahahaha