In about 1 1/2 weeks RT’s boys are coming up to stay with us for vacation. I just found a nice (even if if is ugly) sleeper sofa for $60 at a local used furniture store!
Well, no steak tonight. **FCD **lost his temp crown - *AGAIN *- but it just so happened that they’d gotten his permanent crown in, so when he went over, they just glommed it in his mouth. But he wants to wait before having steak, so I guess we’re having oatmeal or some such for supper. No biggie - Steak tomorrow. 
oh I am so fucking tired of this shit
I swear one night I am going to murder those two sons of bitches in their sleep and it will be fucking worth it to go to jail
sitting in the dining room eating some dinner and here comes asshole HFH whining to my mother that he needs to feed his dogs
so I have to fucking leave the table and come in my room because everything in this fucking house revolves around those fucking lame ass dogs and the two dumb asses who can’t control them
oh god am I PISSED!!!
I am so fucking of his dumb ass derpy voice
what a fucking loser
he was a suck ass father and he’s a suck ass dog owner and a suck ass pathetic excuse for a human being
Now my mother is mad at me because I let lose with what I think of him
well NO mom I didn’t let loose because this is just a small amount of what I think of his loser crybaby ass
they are crybabies and losers
their latest complaint!!!
My mother charges them $500/month to live here
that is the two of them and 3 dogs
it includes full use of the kitchen, living room, dining room, laundry, all paper products, all cleaning products, all utilities
and they are all wah wah wah that my mother is charging them too much
WTF!!!
I thought I had a good deal when I was paying $800/month
where the hell else you gonna live for that much money!!!
they are just crybaby losers the two of them
they need to take their fucking bratty ill-mannered untrained dogs and GO!
Sorry I just need to get it out
Evenin’
Moooom, camping in hot weather is indeed icky and not to be recommended. Rain isn’t actually that bad, so long as you have good gear, and there’s some dry communal area so you’re not stuck in all day or outside soaking.
Speaking of camping, I am reminded that I need to work out how I’m getting to Ireland this summer for my trip. It’s 9 days long, camping, and I need to get sufficient gear over with me, cheaply.
I think the best option is train-ferry-train, running overnight. The problem is my tent, as it’s a biiig one, 'cos I got rid of my small one after the last convention, as it was just too plain tiny, and I was touching 3 sides of it at once while inside. I wish I could bring the car, but the ferry’s just too durn expensive unless I could get two other people to split the cost.
Hmmmm.
Sari I’m a little confused. Do the dogs have to eat at the table?
**Nut **- the main problem with the rain for this trip would have been the motorcycle. **FCD **was going to participate in the rally this weekend, so we had to consider: [ul]
[li]Would he be riding there in the rain? [/li][li]Where would he park the bike so it didn’t get rained upon overnight - should we take our canopy? [/li][li]Would the festivities be canceled or cut back because of the rain? [/li][li]How about coming home in the rain?[/li][/ul]
I’d have had it easy - I was going to take the car, but he’d have been out in the weather. It was his choice to cancel - I was only going because he wanted to attend the rally. There’ll be other chances. We’re thinking about going to the Keys - we haven’t been there in ages, and we could meet Butters, too! Win-wiin! We shall see.
A smart man, not to ride in the rain.
Howdy from da cave! Been a loooooooooong but productive day so there’s that. I have grilled up some chikin strips and made a sallit. As soon as OYKW gets here we shall have sallits with grilled chikin for dindin. Easy and delicious, just the way I like my dindin and my men.
Sari I really do hope you get outta there soonest.
I’s tahrd!
No
It’s a long story
One thing is they will try to grab food off the table when they are out there. I’ve had them jump up and try to grab something off my plate. They will try to grab stuff off the counter and off the stove as well.
Hell, the HFH has yelled at my mother for using the front burners on the stove because her dogs almost burned their paws trying to get to the food.
Two of their three dogs are vicious and attack my dog on sight. Instead of correcting their dogs the female HFH would talk baby talk to them and tell them that they shouldn’t attack my dog.
My dog has a big scar where one of their dogs attacked him, and since my dog is old and half blind and half deaf he never sees it coming. At one point he’d stand and cry every time we came out of my bedroom because he didn’t know where the nasty dogs were. My dog stays next to me all the time, so if their dogs come out I have to go in my room so my dog doesn’t get attacked. One of their dogs used to come after me and the female HFH thought it was funny until I threatened to get pepper spray. As soon as that dog heard my hand on my door knob she come charging down the hall after me.
Everything I do I have to listen to see where their dogs are. When I get up in the morning I have to listen to see where those dogs are, if I put my dog out I have to sit by the door until he comes back in in case they try to put their dogs out not knowing my dog is out there. It would be nice to be able to put my dog out and run to the bathroom and come back to let him in but I don’t dare leave him alone.
If I leave the house I have to get Sah-son up to watch the dog.
The other morning I got trapped in the bathroom because my dog went in with me and they let their dogs out. My dog needed to go out so even if I tried to go back into my room my dog would have headed down the hall to go out.
And they will tell you they are doing me a favor by putting their dogs in the bedroom so my dog can go out. EXCUSE ME keeping your dogs from attacking my dog is not doing me a favor, your dogs shouldn’t be attacking my dog period. By that rational they should be thanking me for not taking a baseball bat to their dogs, you are not doing anybody a favor by not doing what you shouldn’t be doing anyway.
Every thing in this house revolves around their stupid dogs, when they go out, when they eat, because the HFH are too stupid to train or control them.
Substitute supper was sketties. Unfortunately, it used up the last of my frozen sketty sauce, so I need to make another big batch - sounds like a good chore for tomorrow.
Don’t get me wrong, I love animals. I used to take in strays and I’d have as many as 7 dogs at a time - along with other critters.
But they behaved and I’d be damned if they would take food off the table or the stove, or fight with each other. My pets are here to enhance my life not run my life and when I had two dogs that would fight to the point of splattering the house with blood one of them had to find a new home. I know people who divide their house up to keep pets who don’t get along away from each other. I’ve pet sat in those houses and to me it’s not worth it. Not only is it a pain to divide the house but there is always the risk of them getting together really hurting each other.
IMO it’s not a way to live. IMO I should not have to listen to see where their dogs are every morning before I open my bedroom door. I should be able to get up and walk across the hall to the bathroom without having to worry about my dog getting hurt. I shouldn’t have to sit by the door the whole time my dog is outside because I have to worry about them letting their dogs out. I shouldn’t have to make sure my son is up if I leave early in the morning to make sure my dog is safe.
I shouldn’t have to leave the dining room because they want to feed their dogs. For that matter I should be able to sit in the dining room and talk to my mother without worrying that they are listening in, but we all know they do listen because the last time the asshole and I got into it was when I said something very quietly to my mother that he took offense to and started running his mouth at me.
If he had not been listening he never would have heard it.
But the two of the make damn sure they listen to every conversation around here, to the point that my mother thought they had the house bugged, because they overheard things she had said to her bf in private.
I’m sorry I know y’all get tired of hearing me bitch
I’m picking up some silver plated items from a nice lady tomorrow at her place of work. It’s a clothing store that carries, according to their website, “clothes for women of all sizes.” Then I looked at their fb page. Every single thing offered comes in sizes S-L. :rolleyes:
Dindin has been consumed. OYKW is stayin’ over tonight. YAY! I am also feelin’ so sleepified. He says he’s feelin’ sleepy as well. We’re wild men we are!
Time to recline. *** MWAH!***
Sari, I know a guy with mad katana skills who is dying to take out some frustration of his own. I’m sure you two could work out a deal … 
BTW - this from the Vunderlair on facebook at about 6pm EDST:
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After I filled in the nurse’s and some things that he was not telling them, they decided that his surgery was now critical. He called 20 minutes ago to tell me that they were taking him down to prep for the surgery. I’ll post when I know anything else.
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Get into a position where the dog will attack you, and pepper spray the Hell out of it.
Step Daughter’s (v.2.0) dog, a miniature Sheltie, would bark furiously at the front door, and when we went to see what was outside, leap into a chair and bolt down food on a dinner plate.
All this talk of gallbladders… What does it feel like when one attacks? During a meeting today, I had a stab of pain in my right side as if someone stuck me in the ribs. It went away after about a minute, but between my various mechanical problems and a crazy family history of bad gallbladders, I don’t know what it was.
For now, I’m hoping it was a muscle spam or similar as this would be a really bad time to need the thing yanked.
That’s OK ------ on FB I’m my dead cousin.
Better like this than through experimental Korean cooking.
Unless they are chihuahuas. In that case smoke their asses and add pepper.
First you get this strange sensation of not being alone. And then a floorboard creaks and you feel a slimy ---------------
Oooops – that’s when lawyers attack.
Never mind.