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So sorry {{taters & family}}. So so sorry for your loss but glad you got to say your farewells.
You are all in our thoughts and prayers.
It is good that you got there in time, Taters.
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So sorry, {{{Taters}}}
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 44 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 74 for the day. Ah Fall in south Jawja!
{{{Taters}}} I am so sorry for your loss. Your dad, your family and you are in my thoughts and prayers.
And now this…
<AHEM> CLEARING THROAT <AHEM>
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HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY DEEEAAARRR SSSPPPEEECCCIIIAAALLL111!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
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Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. At least it’s Firday.
Happy Firday Y’all!
{{{{{Taters}}}}} Many hugs and condolences to you and your family.
Some serious TGIF going on here. I’ve got 2 drawings to beat into submission so they can be released for bids. After that, I’m going to curl up in the fetal position under my desk and ignore everyone.
And a Happy Nooner Day!!
**FCD **had to take the puppeh (now he’s calling her Higgs, and she leaves bosons all over the rug…) out at 4 this morning, and when she came back in, she was full of play… on top of both of us… while we were trying to get another hour of sleep. Stoopit dog.
Plans for the weekend include raking leaves out of my flower beds so they can be sucked up and mulched. I’ll probably do some laundry, too.
That’s all I’ve got. On to my drawings… help me!!!
Happy Birthday, Noonie!
I am up, but not even close to awake yet.
Today is the final mad dash in preparation for my shows. My show is 99% set up and I’ve got to get everything organized for my dad’s show still by the time I leave around 3:30 today. It’s mostly together, I just need to consolidate and organize and to go to Staples and have my price cards laminated.
Gentle hugs to Taters. I never know what to say in these situations, but thinking of you and your families.
Up, and caffeinated. Gonna go car shopping before irk.
Happy Birthday Lunch!!!
Good luck, sticks!!!
Everybody enjoy your T.G.I.F.
Awwww, doggio, you don’t have to buy me a car. But thanks for the thought. 
Taters, I’m sorry about your dad. It hurts like hell to lose a parent. I will say a prayer for your dad and your family.
Doggio since you’re goin’ car shoppin’, be a lamb and pick me up one of these. Oh and also the house that comes with it. Kthnxbye! 
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Jim
Thanks to all of you for your kind thoughts and hugs.
I am still in disbelief, although I knew it was coming.
Happy Birthday, Nooner. I hope you’re having a wonderful day.
I just had a panic attack. I haven’t had one since the twins were born and I had to be hospitalized for PPD. I had racking sobs and felt like I couldn’t breathe. Why? All because of my mother in law.
My mother in law is coming in to town. I hate when she visits. I was emotionally and verbally abused as a child by my father who would criticize my weight and my achievements, and she does the exact same thing. I realize that narcissistic people like them don’t even know they are doing it. They simply don’t think about how what they say affects others, but every time she is around it triggers that part of me that is still abused and hurt by my father.
The last time she was here I was talking with her about how most people can barely tell I am pregnant, and she said “Really? Because you look huge to me.” She also said “You are the most dysfunctional family I have ever met” referring to my husband and me. She is hurtful and mean and only ever talks about herself. I hate having her stay with me. But, she doesn’t have any money and when she visits she has to stay with us.
My husband says he is going to talk to her, but it isn’t going to do any good. Narcissistic people will just turn around any criticism about themselves and blame the person who criticizes them. She will say I am too sensitive, or deny she ever said anything like that. I dread her coming. I don’t want her in my home. And I fell like crap feeling that way about her. She has helped us out financially before, and she is my husband’s mother. I don’t know what to do. I just want to run away.
blurf
it’s Friday alright
I overslept and logged in late and had to put myself right on break so I could step across the hall and put the dog out
I know the company doesn’t care about a few minutes here and there but I like to keep it neat
**{{{Taters}}} ** I’m so sorry.
Happy Birthday Special One
Spidey, Spidey, Spidey
Better you than me when it comes to those kinds of balloons.
Teenagers are fun.
Last night I picked sah-kid up from driver’s ed and asked him how class went. He tells me it went well and starts chattering on about the movies they watch showing all kinds of unspeakable horrors of driving accidents and what happens when you don’t pay attention.
So I ask a few more questions and he says, ‘you know mom, you really shouldn’t be talking while you’re driving.’ Oh, I see. Well then you shouldn’t be talking to me. But that’s ok because as long as he is doing the talking I can still drive.
Then he informed me I shouldn’t touch the radio, talk on the phone, that’s illegal you know, and I shouldn’t eat fast food while driving. I say why fast food and he says well, any food but it’s not like anybody is going to drive down the road while eating a plate of pancakes. Ha!
Young’uns!
hahah, Pancakes.
He has been sheltered.
He has yet to see the beltway at rush hour where people are driving 70 mph, two feet from the bumper in front of them, while talking on the phone, eating, and shaving, or applying mascara while looking in the rear view mirror.