Why not?
Spaz--he’s gayer than a picnic basket*. Ask him for fashion advice, not a date…
*I’ve always wanted to say that phrase.
**swampy ** - the FairyChatFeline is named Taz, in honor of the tasmanian devil whose behavior he seems to emulate. Goofy cat. And as for their relationship, they’re cousins. I have spoken. So just shut up and go decorate something. 
I just took my meds, so my evening routine is almost done. I’ll try to make it till 9 just so I don’t wake up to horridly early tomorrow. Just 40 more minutes. I think I can do it. <yawn>
Incidentally, swampster, I’m about to PM you, if you’re paying attention. thankee kindly!
cheezeincrust! I think I’m being pitted. And I’m going out to get you kids batteries. I’ve messed up my priorities. brb 30 minutes.
I love the Quidditch plans, Boo.
Yay for more Nat pictures! He looks so cute. Most babies aren’t all that well behaved when they’re baptized. Local Best Friend’s daughter is an exception. She was perfectly happy to have water poured on her. She looked very seriously at the priest while he was talking before he did the pouring bit. (She was almost 4 months old at the time.) She was a little bit fussy (but quietly so) when we went to Mass on Christmas Day, but didn’t make a sound at Easter (she was asleep for about 20 minutes of it, but was content the rest of the time to just hang out in the car seat/carrier.
Free Culture sounds really interesting, rigs. I added it to my to-read list on GoodReads. (I added Barchester Towers while I was there, too, Bobbio.)
beebs: Mooooooom is so going to ground you when she gets back!!!
Hi Sean! Sorry you’re so over-busy. (I’m in a similar boat - heh, there sure are a lot of water-craft-related idioms - and it’s no fun.) There were 2 MMP-Fests, actually: rosie, beebs and mousie (well, and hawkeyeop, who is a non-Mumping Doper) got together Friday night for dinner. You probably saw the special bulletin on Puggy and FCM’s lunch today.
Glad you all had a nice time, btw, FCM and Puggy.
I imagine it’s too late for you to see it, taxi, but I think it’s fine if you bring in a cake. It’s not like you’re planning a formal party in her honor.
Glad #1’s documentary went well. Sounds like an interesting topic.
Came home late and went right to the kitchen to make the food I’d meant to make yesterday: chicken spaghetti sauce (or, what to do with leftover chicken and spaghetti sauce), filling for spinach calzones (sautee leeks, add defrosted and de-liquified chopped spinach; later, I’ll add feta and an egg), and chicken soup (or, what to do with leftover chicken carcass). Also, I heated up leftover pizza for dinner.
I’m off to put stuff away in the kitchen. I’m still re-stocking the cupboards; guess I should finish that up.
Hugs to all I missed…
GT
*pats *beebs ** on the head Good beebs.
Can’t wait to see the pics!
Oh how I hate Spring…
Many years ago when I was running around the world on full-tilt crazy I met The Guy[sup]TM[/sup]. We loved. We laughed. We meshed. We bonded. We made each others’ world make sense like it never had before. And then, it all fell apart and I was left devastated and literally unable to get out of bed. All that I could think about was the depths of my misery over and over and over again.
That may not have been my worst depressive period ever, however it was the first major one and it always seems to stick with me. And it comes back to haunt me in the Spring because that’s when all the madness began. Every new chirping bird, that different smell in the air, the crickets in the swamp. I’ve let go of that unrealistic and bizarre false love, but the misery haunts me and even after 5 years I still can’t shake it.
Dear God, make it stop please.
Hello everyone. I hate Mondays at work. Ah well, the workday is over and now I can relax. Wait, I can’t really relax, I still have to cook dinner and all that jazz, but you all know what I mean.
The people that run one of my credit cards are idjits. They called today because I was WAAAAAAAY overdue on my payment. Yeah, those were their words. Um, I’m nine days late, and while there’s no excuse for it, I wouldn’t say I was WAAAAAAAAAY overdue. :rolleyes: They spoke to my husband and wanted to confirm our address and my husband said, “What’s in your computer?”
The caller from the CC company said, “Uh, that’s not the way we do it. You tell US first”.
Hubby said, “No, you tell me what is in your computer and then I’ll either confirm it or correct it.”
The phone call ended with no resolution. 
Anyway, I got on line and made the damn payment. You know what else? I didn’t even get a fucking bill from them. I had paid the card off last summer and so it was sort of “Out of use, out of mind” kind of thing.
Unfortunately, I had forgotten that hubby had used the card to help pay for his big, expensive trip to the dentist in February. :o
Well, it’s taken care of and I won’t forget April’s payment.
I guess I should tend to dinner now. Anyone wanna come over and cook for me?
I’m sorry, but I’ve been laughing for the past couple minutes.
On review, I realize that I’ve inadvertently been pointing at mt penis in the photo.
Hah!
Betcha can’t look at that picture the same!
Awwww. :: ignores beeb’s penis ::
I forgot to say that I think “Screaming Baptisms” would make a good band name. I have no idea why. The kid, he’s way cute.
I can’t think of anything to say about that picture except that I don’t know if I would have noticed, but I now can’t not see it. And here I was thinking you’re cute before.
I’m still looking at the picture.
And I’m still laughing!
Maybe I should start using those.
Beebs, you guys look like a fun crew. 
Now I know who to keep an eye out for.
Now that I’m home and fed (nachos! yum!) I think I want tea. Today was a crazy day at work because it’s the last day of the month, and everything needs to be done before we go home, plus I’ve taken on some of my old duties again that had been moved out, and I had to do some stuff that the logistics manager usually deals with because he’s on a cruise somewhere right now.
Tomorrow morning will be dead, but tomorrow afternoon will be crazy too, and we have more stuff happening this week than we’ve had in a bit.
Great pic! We are some good looking people here in the MMP!
(But why are you pointing at your penis? :D)
Why am I pointing there?!
srsly?!
beebs penis = nightmares
You look old to be so… brash. Who is hawkguy? Do We know him? (We being the MMP).
Bobbio is reading Barchester Towers? I’m reading Barchester Towers! What are the odds!
I must go back and reread. Perhaps then it will make sense. Free Culture is a book to read, put down in places and say-oh. my. god. Really? This? and That? Gah. :eek: Twas an eye opener, I tells ya.
LiLi--that kid is seriously cute. I am surrounded by cute babies. Luckily, I can no longer have any babies.
Cute pic.
(See GT completely ignore all distracting comments about said pic.)
Hi Taters! That’s rather bizarre credit card company behavior.
Have some hugs, Pie. Hope things get better quickly.
I’m sleepy, so I think I’ll toddle off to beddy-bye.
GT
I know. I’m in a feisty mood tonight. How’s everyone doin? 
(I’ve always wanted to use “gayer than Dick’s hatband”. I don’t know who Dick is or how hatbands have sexual preferences, but it’s a cool phrase.)