Welcome, Sassy!! I’m too tired to come up with a clever nickname - best I could manage is “Britches” because I used to call my daughter sassy britches when she was little. I’m sure something clever will emerge.
I’ve got 8 bunnies who need eyes embroidered on their little faces. I’ll deliver them to the store tomorrow after work. Guess I should get to it, huh??
Dindin is et and OYKW has left cause he has a buncha paperirk to catch up on, poor thing. I complain about paperirk but he has tons and tons of it bein’ as he’s in the medical field. Home health ain’t for the paperirk feint of heart.
Sassy (nickname TBD) glad you liked the cheese thangs. Also glad you shared the recipe. You’re BIL sounds kinda like me when sump’n real good at a family gatherin’ or party. I tell people, “you don’t want this, I’m only eatin’ it because I don’t want to hurt (name of person’s) feelin’s, really, it’s awful, stay away.” It never works.
For You I’d think you’d need at least a dozen to make a decent meal. Add some bread crumbs, onion, bell pepper and an aig or two as a binder and you might have a pretty good robin loaf.
I swear the government must have switched to a new, higher strength brand of Mass Stupidity to spray out in contrails of jets on the population. People have been out to kill me on the roads.
That or it’s the warm weather. It’s been close to or at 70 yesterday and today in DC. Next week there is a call for 1"-3" of snow on Monday.
Calm yourself, Doctor, and I use the term loosely.
Nurse Rosie is quite capable of pouring it Straight Up for you.
I am sure that will improve your performance and ability wielding the knife, hammer, and tongs.
Make a note of that, Nurse Rosie. Straight Up for Spiderman.
Sitting in my hotel room off 45th and Broadway(I prefer to be farther south, but I ain’t paying),tired and have a long couple of days ahead, all good it pays well.
Boobio, I have my tools with me and with the offered assistance and drinks we can knock it out in no time, just saying.
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We’re having a snowstorm today. With my crappy-ass boots which probably have holes in them, should be fun attempting to get home from work today.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis a balmy 62 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 77 for the day. Tomorrow the high will be 57. Go figure.
Sinuses are less achy this mornin’ but still got me all sniffly. However, I shall go to the orifice as I need to do some stuff there.
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants sustenance. Then, alas and alack, purtification for irk must commence. Le sigh.
My Not-Our-Spidey Plant is about to bloom again. I pruned back all its old tendrils and now the new ones are gonna be bustin’ out all over. The African Violet is offended at something–all its leaves are standing straight up. The panda plant continues to not care.