I’m up and on my 3rd cup of go-juice. Soon will be… ssh… time to go to the park. Don’t say that word out loud, until it’s actually time to go, 'k? Heck, all I have to do is get dressed sans shower and they just know. I never take a shower before the park 'cuz I just get dirty - what’s the point?
Nice haircut, Haze!
I hope you feel better after getting the tooth out, kai.
The BBQ sounds like fun, Swampy! I’ll be making spaghetti and meatballs tonight. Last night I just went to the BBQ joint and picked up a couple of sammiches. It was good! Plus I had a coupon thingie for $5 off, so they were practically free!
I read and got caught up, but haven’t retained much else.
::trots out of Eeyore stable and bangs hoof on the door to House at Grrrr Corner:: Lemme in, dammit!!
Employee reviews are Teh Suxxs To the Max! My very new team leader, ex-Disnoid seems to think the one he did for me was a “good” review. I respectfully think he’s got his head entirely up his butt. This is me ----> :mad: The economy better get good again soon. That’s all I gotta say about that.
haze, the new do makes me think of a chic update of the Marcel Wave.
Today is grocery and library day. Sketties tonight I think. ETA: Just like rebo
kai, if I may be so bold, what’s the going rate on the implants? Oh, and leave boy with skiffman until he’s 25.
Didn’t get much of a day off today. Lunch out with a friend turned into lunch at MIL’s with all of the family and then some. Blech!
{{{Puggy}}} Sorry your review sucked @ss! Fingers crossed you win the state lottery instead and then you can tell ex-Disnoid to blow his “good” review out his Boston Butt!
:waves to kai: Hi sweetie! I hope you slept well and your dental problems get sorted!
BBQ sounds nice swampy, especially as our parliament here is planning to BAN Teh Pork (not just ban it, but impose fines and jail time for buying, selling or :gasp: possessing it)! It needs to get drafted into a bill and pass the Upper House (the Shura Council) but I think they may let this one through, as a sop to the useless MPs who spend more time getting their knickers in a twist about saucily dressed shop mannequins than worrying about chronic bed shortages in government hospitals, or ridiculous waiting lists for government housing! Sigh … it’s not like I eat a lot of pork any more, but I do enjoy occasionally going out with my girlfriends for an English fry-up breakfast (what’s not to love about bacon?)!
Good morning everyone. I’m up and the coffee is brewing. I need to finish the cleaning today and run to the store.
Mr. Taters is making a dump run too. Thank goodness, because I needed to clean out the fridge and found a couple of science experiments in the back. Yuck!
Friends will descending on us en masse at around six tonight. I hope they all have fun.
PARK?! PARK!? YOU’RE GOING TO THE PARK, REBO?!
The smoked butt sounds good, **Swampy. ** I wish I had a smoker.
Your boss sounds like a jerk, Puggy! Big lottery wishes coming your way!
I guess I’d be going to jail, Dotty. I lurves me some pork.
The smoked <snerk> butt <snerk> will be good. I almost talked myself out of buyin’ the smoker cause I couldn’t imagine usin’ it a whole lot. I’m glad I didn’t listen to myself that time. Seriously, I do use it every couple of months and when I do I smoke more than one thing. It’s kinda nice to be able to do that. Speakin’ of which, I forsee doneness around oneish. It smells so good out on my deck! I just threw a few more soaked hickory chips in the smoker. MMMMMMMM…
This comin’ Wednesday is Ash Wednesday, the start of Lent. This year, instead of “givin’ up”, I’m goin’ to make myself go to Morning Prayer service at seven am at least three days a week (and having personal Morning Prayer two days a week) and participate in a Lenten Bible study course at church on Wednesday nights starting the week following Ash Wednesday. There’s a soup and sandwich supper (meatless, of course) followed by the Bible study and Evening Prayer. This is called “spiritual centering” or sump’n like that.
I have no idea what the above paragraph is suposed to add to the conversation up in here. Guess I just had to put it all out there. Now that I’ve let it get public, I reckon it makes me more motivated since others know.
Or I have diarrhea of the fingers. Take your pick.
Sigh, I should be cleaning, dammit. The magical cleaning fairy did not visit my houe last night.
I did a lot of paper shredding. I’m bad about letting the bills and credit card offers pile up. I pay the bills, mostly on-line or by phone, but for some reason I just let the mail pile up. It’s a bad quirk. Anyway, I shredded and shredded and shredded last night. I still have some I could shred, but it’s manageable now and I can concentrate on purtifying the house for guests.
Okay, Swampy, I need your motivational “Get to it!” speech! I hate cleaning on a deadline.
Crazy. I just got back from the supermarket and there was a woman in front of me who had $500 worth of groceries. She just kept unloading and unloading and unloading her cart (which was hidden because it was one of those kid carts, so I couldn’t see what was in it). She needed three carts to take all the bagged stuff out! Holy mackerel.
I told KT about swampy’s condom game last night, and we really got into it.
Staples Condoms (yikes!)… “That was easy”
Almond Joy Condoms… “Sometimes you feel like a nut”
US Army Condoms… “Be All You Can Be” or “Army of One” or “Army Strong”
US Air Force Condoms… “Aim High”
Kix Condoms… “Kid tested, mother approved”
GE condoms… “We bring good things to life”
Philips (like the light bulbs) Condoms… “You’ve got to admit it’s getting better” (at least I think that’s who used that song)
I just heard this one last night:
“Protected by US Border Patrol [condoms]”
Hee. I don’t seem to be able to come up with any condom slogans, but everyone else’s are making me giggle.
taxi, I meant to say earlier that I thought the scarf that you’re knitting sounds pretty. The shawl I’m working on has bands of all different patterns separated with bands of garter and stockinette stitch. I figure it’s an easy way to experiment with different stitches.
I’m taking a break to go buy my friend with the birthday a present.
FedEx condoms- when it positively, absolutely has to be there overnight
UPS condoms- What can Brown do for you (for all the Latin Lovers out there)
Army condoms (see above)
Ruffles condoms- Ruffles have ridges!
Lays condoms-Betcha you can’t eat just one!
There were more and we were giggling like school girls.
Oh dear, those condom slogans are getting out of hand! In a good way, of course…
Dotty, perhaps Joan Chen? That’s who I think of when I see Haze pics. They both wear that '20s look very well.
I slept in this morning, insofar as this is actually possible considering my duties as Animal Door Attendant. It was niiiiice…
So, the cat is out of the bag–Himself is taking me to Depoe Bay for a leisurely birfday weekend Tuesday and Wednesday (his days off.) He was trying to make it a completely surprise deal, but turns out it’s WAY expensive to do the town car thing to the beach. Fine with me, I love to drive! The animals are being babysat and we’re just gonna relax and eat too much and walk miles on the beach, hooray! I’m all excited, it’s been a while since we’ve had a getaway like this–too long! It’s almost worth turning fifty, heh heh… Actually, I like getting older, it really makes life so much easier. I think I was born to be a crone, just had to get that maiden/mother crap outta the way so I could become the real me.
I could half murder a smoked <snerk> sammich right now…
My sympathies, kai, I’m probably going to be in the same boat soon–I have picked out a dentist, though, and I need to call to see if she’s taking new patients. Now I just need to get up the courage to go to the dentist, and I’m horribly phobic about that…
Get your butt moving, Miss Taters, and get your dirty house in order–you hear me, young lady? Don’t MAKE me come over there! There, that help any?
Taters young lady, have you got that house cleaned yet? You know it’s not goin’ to clean itself, so get busy! Yes! Get out that vacuum cleaner, furniture polish, mop and bucket right now! No more computer until you get done and I mean it! Don’t you give me that look. Do you want your face to freeze like that? It won’t do you any good to pout, Now get that house clean! Do you want the neighbors to talk about what a filthy pigsty you force your children to live in? I didn’t think so. Now march right in there and get busy!
Howzzat?
This ain’t right. It is wrong on oh so many sick and twisted levels! I can’t wait to share it at work!
Zenith Condoms: the quality goes in, before the name goes on.
I am back from work and a quasi-nap and now feel like I’m sleepwalking. It’s weird. I need to make brownies for tonight’s dinner with friends (I’m going OUT–to be with friends).
It stopped snowing here and now the wind is having a manic episode. I really want more sleeeeeppppp…
No pork? No way–I got a question: how’s come culture gets frozen in time, eh? IMO, the taboo re pork was because back in the day, it could kill you. But now we have these things called meat thermometers and such-like. How come teachings didn’t change as technology did? This ain’t no future shock we’re talking about here—it’s been well over 100+ years that we’ve known bout pork etc.
Here’s the shawlI was working on. It’s a little too fuzzy, which makes it look to grandmotherly for me, but I do like the pattern. (It’s done, but I have to weave in the ends, which as I’ve said before, I really don’t like to do.)
And here’s the baby alpaca scarfthat is on needles right now. I’m trying to decide whether to stop where it is and have a short-ish scarf, buy another $14 skein :eek: , or pull it all apart and make it slightly skinnier so it’ll be longer. Here’s a closeupof the pattern. I like that it’s so different from a stockinette or garter stitch. The pattern is k1, yo, k2tog. (If anyone wants to try it, just be sure to cast on a multiple of 3. I did 21, but the original pattern called for 18.)
Back to the condoms… we got giggle over
Alka Seltzer Condoms… Plop, plop, fizz, fizz.
I can’t explain it. It doesn’t even quite make sense as a euphemism. But we still thought it was hysterical.
Allstate Condoms… You’re in good hands with Allstate.
Oscar Meyer Condoms… My bologna has a first name.
Ball Park Sausage Condoms… They plump when you cook 'em.
Bell Telephone/AT&T… Reach out and touch someone.
Bisquick Condoms… Something good always comes out of it.
Campbell’s Condoms… Mmm, mmm, good!
Y’all are too late with your er…motivational speeches. All that’s left is for me to tidy up my room, scrub my bathroom, and wash my kitchen floor. I think I’ll have my son wash the floor.
I’ve been busy, busy, busy.
Oh, I still need to take a shower and clean up, but I figure after I shower, I’ll scrub the stall while I’m still in it. It’s easier that way.
Oooh, I need to make some pasta salad too, but that won’t take long at all.
The condom slogans are making me giggle too. I can’t come up with any at the moment.
Seriously, I do use it every couple of months and when I do I smoke more than one thing. It’s kinda nice to be able to do that. Speakin’ of which, I forsee doneness around oneish. It smells so good out on my deck! I just threw a few more soaked hickory chips in the smoker. MMMMMMMM…
