Yeah, Bobbio, Cousin It was one of my first thoughts.
Y’all are gonna be in so much trouble with Mommmmmmm. It’s really a mess in here. Inconspicuously sprinkles remaining dirt and pebbles all over.
Off to work!
GT
Yeah, Bobbio, Cousin It was one of my first thoughts.
Y’all are gonna be in so much trouble with Mommmmmmm. It’s really a mess in here. Inconspicuously sprinkles remaining dirt and pebbles all over.
Off to work!
GT
:dubious:
*Every * damned year, I have to remind all y’all that today, July 31st, is my birthday.
Well, maybe I won’t next year, because I’ll be such an old fart that I’ll forget.
::sulks::
I’ll be at my desk at work, pouting.
Awwww…don’t sulk, BBBobbio - have a Happy Birthday! instead.
Anyway, they would all have remembered if you’d done what Swampy did and started mentioning it weeks in advance!
I think this series stopped being a children’s book around the fifth installment. The body count starts getting too high there.
Happy Birthday BBBobbio!!!
For those of you that are …
:slips on pebbles strewn on the floor by gt:
Aaaagggghhhhhhh! I’m telling on you, all of you! MOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!
Sorry, for those of you that are interested (: pokes LiLi:), here is a pic of what should have been Pepperoni Cheese Bread, but wound up Ham, Mushroom and Cream Cheese Bread, 'cause my defective shopping list yesterday didn’t include Pepperoni! :smack: Oh well, this variation still tasted GREAT and hubby loved it! I guess my brand of feminism includes cooking and mothering - you can leave the housecleaning stuff for those “barefoot and pregnant” types though!!! ![]()
And following on from BooFae (and taking swampy’s lead), my birthday is coming up on August 11th. Mark that one in your calendars and please post gifts now, as postage from the Western Hemisphere to Bahrain can take up to three weeks (especially when it takes the scenic route, via Bermuda!).
And Happy Birthday, VBob. I never remember birthdays, so don’t take it personal.
Happy BBBurfday BBBobbio!!!
Now everyone keep it down, while I inject this caffeine intravenously.
I’ll be needing 46 swats.
Looks longingly towards Rosie and Haze…
Thank you everyone for your welcomes, Im not exactly new here, but I post in fits and spurts, thus my insane number of posts in the last 7 or so years. 
I wasnt really depressed or upset, this weekend, mostly just that the boyfriend is spending the summer in Alberta. (shakes fist! Dammit, why is all the money over there!) Plus, you know, the “still married” thing. Been having fun with it actually, “yep made it five years…and no one thought it was going to last!”
I actually have paperwork in the process, I should be divorced by around Halloween if all goes well.
Missed something here…
Did someone say chocolate?
How you doin’? 
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, VUNDERBOY!!!
Just a youngster, you are.
I feel good that I actually read all the posts for two whole days! We seem to be growing!
I got nuttin’ else… Happy Tuesday, everyone!
Maybe that’s not the only position she wants to be new to. RRRRRROAWW! You go MBG!
I can’t beleive I got to that joke first.
:wanders in singing:
How high does the sycamore grow? If you cut it down, you will neeeeeever know!
[/singing]
Still got that darn song stuck in my head! Hey Roo! That “Save the Best for Last” reference morphed into “Save the Last Dance for Me” and from that into Chris de Burgh’s “Lady in Red”. So for a brief while during my lunch creations, I was wandering round singing, “lady in reeeeeed is dancing with me, cheek to cheek”. Blurgggghhhhh!
Oh well, gotta go get dressed to go take Noor to see MIL - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Happy Birthday BBBobbio!!!
Dotty that bread looks delish!!! Mind me asking for the recipe? I think that is something that hubby would love!
Me, I’m working today. Nothing fun. Someone brought in a TON of doughnuts and they are tempting me. I have been good and have had 4 small strawberries and 6 grapes. Must stay away from the doughnuts.
Happy Birthday, Vunderbob!
I just had to throw out a whole litre of cream that mysteriously went bad twenty-five days before its expiry date. Weird.
Nava! It’s good to have you back! Enjoy your holiday tomorrow. Oh, hey, do you want to come over and move furniture for us? Since you’re not working. 
I am about to caffeinate and I’m waiting for the key drop. Very exciting.
I’m starving. Ice already eaten my lunch. I may have to fall upon the emergency ramen stash I have in my desk.
Ooh! Meeting at noon with free lunch! Score!
Will you feed me and stop ladling it on the plate when I say “enough”?
¡FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS, BBBBBBBBBOBBIO!
:: enters the room after reading the rest of the thread ::
I’m so glad to find out that there are other people around who think that beer tastes like moose piss. 
:: slips on something ::
THUD
What is all this junk? Wait till Mooommm finds out!! I’m telling!!!
Happy birthday, VunderBob!
**Happy Birthday, Bbbooobbbiiiooo!!!
יום הולדת שמח!**
Nava, enjoy your international free holiday! 
LOUNE, Rosie, jeez Louise, you’re behaving worse that even I generally do!
Now, you two behave while I’m gone – I don’t want you doing anything I’ll be sorry I missed seeing 
**Roo **-- dunno if I’ll be online later when you get up, so you get your special “Bye now, see you when I’m back! :
: {{{Roo}}}” right now 
Everybody – if I don’t get back online again before I leave, have a great week, have a great next week, too, and I’ll be back to pester you all the week after that (Aug 13’s MMP, here I come!)
Oh, yeah. You only have to eat as much as you want to.
Do I have an offer of help?
MamaTigs, that’s about the twelfth long discussion we’ve have this year, sitting behind front cash waving our arms. He’s an atheist, who strongly dislikes religion, but doesn’t know a whole lot about it, and I’m a theologically conservative Christian. We’ve had some wonderful conversations.
Last night was the problem of evil, possible culpability of God for allowing evil, free will, and whether or not doing atrocious things as a challenge to God’s authority was a bad idea. And the Augustinian definition of evil- that which tends towards nothingness.
I do wonder what the poor souls looking at magazines are thinking. Probably, “Will they just shut up already!”.