Ice cream, chawklit and caramel syrup, pee-kahns and whipped cream combined make a bear happy. Just sayin’.
Come on somebody step up. We need a [del]victim[/del] volunteer for tomorrow’s MMP.
Lol, well I’m in waaaaay south California, in Imperial. Mouse looks like a miniature sheep dog right now, since he really needs a haircut!
And right now he needs some pepto-bismol; I try very hard to take all the poop/wood/rocks/leaves/tree-seeds/etc that he eats out of the yard, out of his mouth, but this morning was frustrating and I failed a couple of times. So he had a serious bout of vomit/poop followed by stomach-ache. He’s much better now, but I think I’m going to have to keep him inside except for potty purposes. I mean, I literally follow him around and the second he starts grazing I try to take whatever it is out of his mouth, but he’s got, like, two gullets or something. I can pull something out and he’ll walk away like ‘Aww, busted’ then suddenly he’s crunching on whatever it was that I didn’t take out. ARRRGH!!
For a certain value of “tomorrow” (i.e., 12:01 AM, GMT+2) I could do it right now… 
Missed most of the week, but mostly – East Coasters, stay safe!
Big fight with husband. My stomach hurts now.
AWWWWW… sorry {{{Apes}}}. Hope things are better soon.
Go ahead Special1. Start us off. Come on. I dare ya! 
He went sulking off into the bedroom like he was a puppy I just kicked.:mad:
**Apes **-- hope it’s a better start to a new week! 
You want me & Swampy to come over and kick his ass?
And you were probably sorely tempted to give him a swift kick. 
I’ve very likely been married a lot longer than you have (wedding was in April 1995). These things happen, and I’m sure you’ll get it worked out.
It always gets worked out but it is exhausting.
It must be the day for it.
Apes, how about we send our guys off to go bowling, and we can sit around and eat popcorn and watch goofy movies. 
Mrs. Plant v.3.0 wanted catfish yesterday. I bought her some, and she cooked it tonight. I made tempura shrimp and vegetables for me.
She is asleep now, working from midnight to 9:30 Ante Meridian.
That is 9:30 in the mawnin, Swampy.
My back hurts like things I don’t want to post for Mom or Rosie to read.
Tramadol, acipomeniphen and vicodin.
However one spells them.
Better living through chemistry.
Hey! The rest of us are over here!!
That’s it. I’m going into Guild Wars now to create a little old lady named Auntie Meridian.
Cool!
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