No sweetie, Not contained at all. I’m all over the place, just sayin’
Beckywreck, my eye😉
No sweetie, Not contained at all. I’m all over the place, just sayin’
Beckywreck, my eye😉
Re-hab Witch reminds of my 3rd grade teacher, Miss Wringer(washer). She insisted we wash our 24 times a day. If you wanted out of a math class all you said was “my hands are sticky” And she said “go, and do it properly”
I never learned my multification tables that year. Some one did it everyday. Meanwhile, Lil Dirty hands had caused a new lecture on…you guessed it… Cleanliness and maintaining it.
She took my chair away 'cause I didn’t stay in it. I dealt with it for a coupla weeks.
Til Daddy finished it. He told her how the cow eats cabbage.
Turned out to be a fine year at school: Miss Wringer, and then my first art class, and I punched Stanley on the playground.
When the teachers came to see the problem I was sent directly to the Principals office. Miss Wringer caught up with me, I thought because they were afraid I was gonna punch someone else.
Nope, she said: “Let’s wash our hands first”
Gah!!
This is why, explains it all, I’m phobic about germ’s.
Miss Hildegard is single minded as well:
“faster, stand up straight, don’t drag your heels!!”
Now, how do I create my own ‘math class evader’?
Gotta be a way.
Is that what the kids are calling it these days?
Snerk I had to look it up. Now I need to find the 1940s joke that it came from. Something about an escaped circus elephant. It’s reported to not be funny.
It was worth a chuckle, at least.
Thanks. I found it amusing, too. Maybe the folks who said it wasn’t funny didn’t get it.
There are a lot of dull, humourless people out there.
It’s said allover the south.
I’m amazed when people never heard our stupid euthanisms.
I forget how small my world is.
Euthanisms? You’re killing me.
I figured she was having another seizure after reading that post.
Lazy. My only excuse.
Mr. Fishface- I’ll be sure to let you know when I’m fixin’ to seizure. Then you won’t have to worry so much about my medical problems.
I know, I know -How’s your weather?
Like you.
Hot and uncontained?
Unpredictable, makes you uncomfortable, and no way to change it. And Hot.
I changed the fire* situation. So you better just watch out.
* Becky’s Peak and all
I saw a lady with a walker at kroger. She had it three feet in front of her and was leaning as far forward as possible. Hanging on! I watched her shuffle her feet all the way into the store. Shoving that rolling walker all the way.
Somewhere a physical therapist is quietly whimpering in a corner.
I just got an email from Beck – she’s been having difficulty logging into the SDMB since yesterday.
She wanted me to let everyone know that she’s fine, just going through serious SDMB withdrawal.
Thank you, kenobi_65. It’s good to know it’s a communications problem.
Thanks!
– I think for such problems you’re supposed to email @engineer_comp_geek – is that right?