AYE!!!
Why doesn’t Nava have a nickname?
Love the dress Big Kitty I know what you mean about sleeves. Gotta have them.
I actually worked today. Not because I wanted to, or didn’t want to - mostly because the Master HR Computer has most of my crap so screwed up that if I’m going to do their work for them I may as well get paid for it. If we have any Mumpers in Seattle I may have a list of names who need their asses kicked.
Also found out today that the lady who used to be the co-owner of the Isaly’s we visited all the time passed away. Cancer. But it was fairly pain-free which can really be thought of as a blessing.
And on the lighter side, its Sharknado Day. Which, if this was truly a civilized country, would be a National Holiday.
Lazy day. Messed around this morning doing some paper crafting. Went for my riding lesson and I cantered. I’m very proud of myself. Dinner was sallit and a chicken breast with pinko and park cheeze. I bought a bag of chips ::hangs head:: and discovered the Harry Potter marathon on teepee, so I’m in my chair. With chips and grape Gatorade.
Pretty dress!
And happy birthday to the birthday kiddos in the MMP! I think bobbio and some swampybear character?
Someone please kill me now. I’m stuck having dinner with my husband’s sister, who can best be described with words that are not allowed on the SDMB, and his stepfather, whose relationship has been described in previous MMPs. Throw in two whiny, unlikable children, and I want to chew my own arm off to get out of here. I’d rather work a radio next to Donald Trump than spend any more time here.
Wow.
Work was much more peaceful. Guess the crazies hadn’t sobered up or made bail by close. A bunch of storms went north of the city. It’s nice out.
Rockin’, could you feign death, or do Jell-O shots?
Nice dress, Cats. 
Butters, dunno why Nava doesn’t have a nickname.
Happy Birthday BBBobbio!!!
I’m trying to feign death. I do have to be up early, so there’s that, and if we’d taken two cars, I’d be able to use that as an excuse, but we didn’t, so I’m stuck until my husband is good and ready to leave.
Nice dress, big kitty!
wet one, I may have asked this before, but what kind of papercraft do you do?
Shouldn’t that be sí? 
I’m a stamper.
I hate autocorrect. Lots of words gone wrong in my post. TEEVEE, not teepe! And panko crumbs with parm cheeze, dang it!
One nice thing about message board trolls, they’re a guilt-free target for working off general crankiness. 
Don’t say sí, say oui.
WetOne, otter corrupt is full of shirt.
My sick friend Deinse has taken a turn for the worse with kidney failure. It’s just a matter of time now. A colleague in my building is at hospital with her first grand baby on the way tonight. The Lord givith and takes away in the same day almost. It’s a boy, when he arrives.
Very early day tomorrow with the 1st on a Moanday. Arrg.
Everyone stay safe and love each other. I know I love all you. Nighty night.
sí, Sy.
Belated Happy Birthday Bobbio!!