And I thought it was a sailboat. Wassa matter? Don’t know how to hoist the canvas? 
I’ve seen something similar around here. I’m not sure what they put in them, but they look realistic enough that I have never been tempted to try them.
Oh, poor FCM. I have a bag of M&Ms or you are welcome to grab a spoon and dig (literally!) into the truffles. Very smooth, rich, buttery bittersweet chocolate - just don’t look too close.
Ya gotta get it in and out of the slip, wiseacre, and down the creek. The boat’s too big and the creek’s too narrow to try to sail it out, especially on a weekend with all the additional traffic.
You sound like a landlubber to me! 
Yes, kankles equal swollen ankles; ankles so swollen they are the same size and the leg above it. This is not attractive…in the least. Especially if one is wearing sandals or a dress. Yup, not pretty.
There is no pain associated with any of the swelling and it’s not just in my feet and ankles, it’s all over. That’s just weird.
I’m gonna finish my lunch now. That damn VTC lasted an hour and a half and at least 40 DAMN minutes were taken up by a guy that likes to hear himself talk and beats a dead horse seven miles under ground. Grrrrr…Besides, I really, really, really had to go to the bathroom, so I was highly impatient.
I’m gonna eat my salad now.
As for my previous post, I was trying to be clever and spell chesticles with the first letter of the first word of every sentence. But, I kept getting interupted by work-related stuff.
I feel guilty - I’ve actually had a good, if busy, day, and it seems the rest of the MMP clan is balancing out what happened with me. So y’all have my sympathy, and I hope things get better quick.
Have a good weekend. See ya Monday.
My pretend puppy went to the vet today for a pretend shot. He weighs an imaginary 3.4 pounds. Plus he has no worms. Too bad we couldn’t pay for the trip with invisible money.
The boys had to go to the vet today too. I mean “the pediatrician”. As it turns out they both have… I’ll tell you next week. Stay tuned.
Speaking of next week, since the boys were sick, the Little Woman didn’t go to work today. (No one slept good last night since half of us were sick and the other half of us were sleeping with one ear open for the sick two. So the Little Woman was tired and stayed home from work.) That means she couldn’t scan in the picture again today. Maybe next week things will get digitized. And by then we’ll have even more pictures of the little guy to scan. (Hey, we didn’t get a digital camera for our own kids, you think were getting one so we can take pictures of our dog? We’ve been thinking about it.)
I am sorry that I didn’t say hello to our newest suck… um, recruit before. Welcome!
38C with humidity today, 31C without. I hate summer. I still hate summer. Just keeping y’all informed.
My Mum and I are about to go to a coffee shop for nice 80,000,000 calorie slushy coffee drink thingies. Maybe a brown, too. Then I should figure out dinner, and find out if anything is happening tonight, or if all my husbands are tired. I am also right now eating Triple Ginger Thins. I still have some left because Best Friend brough me two boxes. Yum.
‘Brownie’. Damn. This is my day for leaving letters out.
I am also re-reading Sunshine, by Robin McKinley, and thinking about triple gingerbread (the cakey type) with cream cheese sauce. This book always makes me hungry, and want to bake.
YES. Of COURSE we’re expecting you to get a digicam now that you have a CUTE PUPPY that you have to take pictures of! You cannot possibly expect all us MMPers to wait patiently for puppy pix! (and if you ARE expecting it, then you obviously haven’t been paying attention all these years… )
Sorry. It’s a bit too warm to ship chocolate, or I’d send you some dark chocolate M&Ms. They’d be melted by the time they got there, and they’d look like cow patties with little candy shell bits, and that would just be unappetizing, so it would be a waste of good M&Ms, and we can’t have that, now, can we? So I’ll have to eat them all myself.
Thanks! I think they’re adorable, but I’m a little biased. Smart, too (well, Billie is–Murray’s as dumb as a box of rocks. But still cute.)
I suppose it would be completely evil of me to post a link to Debrand’s chocolates, a gourmet chocolatier in Indiana, and mention that they ship.
AND they have the most divine truffles in both milk and dark chocolates, in a variety of fillings.
Yep. It would.
Yup, you are most definitely EEEEEE-VIL! 
That is torture, pure torture!
Yep, it was… But it got me thinking - I wonder if there are any chocolatiers near me? I know where a Lindt store is, tho.
My fambly is headed home. They’re supposed to call so I can meet them at Bert’s 50s Diner for dinner. No cooking for me tonight! Yay!
Catsmeow thanks for the extra special hug. This was a very sweet lady who goes to my church who had it rough this past year. The service was very nice. She was remembered quite fondly by several people, including me.
I’m being sneaky. HEE HEE. See, ACBG forgot his electric razor and since, Og forbid, he should shave with a regular razor, he needed to go to his house and get it. I said, “Well, since you’re out, I really want some good vanilla ice cream, so will you stop by the store and get me some?” He knows that that means I want some Bryer’s vanilla ice cream. I like it the best. So, that means he’ll be gone a good hour cause he can’t stop by the little local store since they don’t carry Bryer’s. As soon as he left, I turned the oven on to preheat and mixed up a peach cobbler. It’s baking in the oven now. It should be ready just about the time he gets back. That’s the sneaky. I’m making him a surprise! We’ll have hot peach cobbler with vanilla ice cream. YUMMMMM!!! It’s a good sneaky. My house smells peachy and cinnamony right now.
Happy Friday night all!
Oooo, swampy, that sounds good - or it would if I liked peaches. I’ll pretend it’s apple and then it sounds REALLY good.
Now, as requested for everyone else, CHESTICLE PICTURES!
DogDad said we could post 'em as long as they’re Family-Friendly. He said something about “sure, let 'em only see what I get to have.” Actually he didn’t exactly say that but this is supposed to be a family friendly thread so I can’t say exactly what he said, but it’s close enough. I’ll let you perverts imagine what he really said.
Picture 1
Picture 2
Picture 3
Picture 4
I think Picture 3 “demonstrates” the best.
I find it amusing that DogMom and Catsmeow joined us at the same time.
And wow, DogMom actually posted chesticle pictures! I am more used to the term “breasticles”.
I’m not much of a girly-girl either, I like shiny jewelry things but I don’t wear them much.
I had a crappy day, the most painful part was when …
WARNING! The following sentence may cause sympathetic cringing, do not read if you are faint of heart.
As I was unlocking the door at work a little piece of wood on the doorframe jammed itself under my finger nail. EEEEEYYYOW!
I managed to get the splinter out but the darn thing still hurts. I never realized how much I typed with my middle finger.
Wile E, I used to call 'em breasticles until someone said that it gave them the mental image of “frozen-boobie-on-a-stick.” So now I call 'em chesticles. I don’t know why that’s different, by the way, but evidently it is.
Oooo, that sounds PAINFUL. DogDad just stepped on a wasp and got a sting right in the fold of the big toe where it meets the ball of the toe. YOUWCH. He’s doing OK now, though. I’m glad he’s not allergic!
I’ll let you in on a secret - Catsmeow is my best friend, and I told her about the MMPs, and this one in pertickler. Just because.
Whoa DogMom, that first one should come with a warning. I coulda put an eye out! Although, why was I looking at pictures of other people’s chesticles? I’m a girl, who has no interest in other girls at all, so why did I click on the link, hmmmm?
Praise the power of the MMP! I just posted my worries and they was healed! Thanks for all the good thoughts. Now send this thread to five of your friends…
Plus, I wonder about my girly girlness. On the one hand I like pink (ironically) and shoes (some of them are beautiful sculptures for your feet). On the other hand I collect barbie doll heads and love nothing in my tool cabinet more than my pretty, blue Makita cordless drill (Mommy gave me a bazillion bits for christmas last year, neener neener). I have never squeeled or done that flappy hand thing when a cute boy looked at me. I proclaim myself a five and three quarters on the girly girl scale.
Yay for the weekend! Everybody go Wang Chung tonight.
Swampy, can I be your alternate, not for sex but for eatin’, boyfriend?
Ashes[sup]2[/sup], I got a bazillion drill bits (some of 'em sharp, even) and three drills! so there!
Ha HA Bumba! All of my bits are sharp, and I only need one drill to get the job done.
Which reminds me. Today we had chinese for lunch and the fortune cookies were neapolitan flavored. How do you say ‘yuck a doodle’ in cantonese? But the fortune, oy!
It is impossible to please
everybody. Please yourself first.
Is that not <snerk> worthy? Somebody ‘in beddify’ that one!