flytrap just for you beer pong. You might want to practice up for the tournament this weekend while we are without adult supervision. 
Home from Evenin’ Prayer. ‘Twas a good healin’ service.
Now I shall go lie upon the bed and watch teevee until sleepy time.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
If you can make the ping pong ball stick in a shallow coaster, you must be very, very good. 
Rosie, as a Gen X’er, I must say we didn’t play beer pong; now Quarters, that’s a different story! 
Back from the day safari to Suffolk (VA) by way of Cottonfield County, NC.
Long story short on VWife’s shoulders: right one has “the worst case of traumatic bursitis I’ve ever seen”; the left is toast. There may be an arthroscopy on the left to clean up cartilage damage to relieve pain, but it will always be permanently impaired. She is way too young for the type of joint replacement her left needs, and even then it would not solve the muscle damage.
Old surgeon agreed new is an idiot.
I’s tahred, so Rosie’s sig for the rest of you.
Irked, came home, made dinner. Not using pronouns or coasters. 
Love Quarters.
Pool Party at Swampy’s this weekend, all in favor say aye
AYE
And the nays
::crickets::
Looks like it is going to be a great weekend in south Jawja, probably better tell OYKW 
JIM
::grabs snacks, gets in car and heads south::
…ermmmm, I mean…bye, Moooommmmmmmmmm! Have a fun cruise! Bring presents!
I don’t think I’ve checked in yet this week, although I’ve been lurking.
That was a beautiful OP, Sticky. Hugs.
Also, Soapy, I’m so sorry about your friend’s son. 
I’m grateful for friends everywhere, for family (this week especially for my brother, who is doing most of the work painting my house), for a job that’s never boring, for living in a place I really like, and…other stuff I’m forgetting.
One side of the house is painted. Hooray!!! (Still needs a second coat, but it looks ever so much better.)
There was more, but I’m tired, so I’ve forgotten.
Hugs all.
GT
So this lady comes up to my car on Roosevelt road, wearing hot pants and a halter top. “I’ll do anything you want,” she says, “For fifty dollars.”
Nice voice. Pretty eyes.
I said, “Paint my house.”
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 70 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 89. Gonna be like this through the weekend so y’all come on down!
flytrap HAR! When you tell a joke like that you’re supposed to say, "Thank You! I’ll be here all week! Try the waitstaff. Tip the veal. BaDumBish!
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then, alas and alack, irk purtification must commence.
Happy Thursday Y’all!
Blurf.
Up, caffeinated, off to irk.
A cupcake made me happy. Just thought I’d share. The thought that is. The cupcake is all mine.
I have a lunch today. It’s probably a good thing. Less time to sit and wallow while thinking about all the other things I should be doing. I have a feeling this weekend’s show is going to be one where my big accomplishment is showing up. In reality I have quite a bit of product to sell, but more is always better. Maybe I’ll get my act together tomorrow. I have about a week until I have to shift into high gear for some big shows.
Happy Thursday all!
Did you get notes on your report card like unto, “Swampy tries to play nicely with others, but…”
For the last week, I’ve been having episodes where my face starts glowing like a nuclear reactor, emitting copious amounts of heat and light. Then my heart starts racing at odd moments - even waking me up.
Seriously, it feels like I’m having hot flashes. HOT FLASHES? WTF? I’m FORTY! My grandmother got pregnant at this age. My mom didn’t hit menopause until her mid-fifties. I can’t be having HOT FLASHES!
“goes all medieval when asked to share his cupcake.” Yeah, I got that a lot. 
kanga I don’t know from hot flashes but that sounds yuck.
I do believe ragweed is beginnin’ to rear it’s haid. My sinuses are gettin’ all stuffded up. ICK!
Blurf indeed.
Sweet! My Navy Friend is back in NC for a week! We’re trying to make plans to meet up on Saturday. I’m thinking that we may have to make a tour of Glorious Downtown Salisbury* as there’s not much 'twixt her hometown and mine. I haven’t seen her in nigh onto 3 years now.
*Pronounced “Salz-berry.” I understand they say it differently in Merrylande.
okay so repair should be here within the hour.
I left work at noon, stopped off at the jewelers to get a new battery for my watch, went to the deli next door and ordered a Boar’s Head Chipotle Chicken with BH Chipotle Gouda, in a wrap with russian dressing. It. Is. TEH. YUM.
With luck, the repair will be done in time for me to get to rehearsal, and it won’t be too costly. Some crossed fingers would be nice.
Can I wait until I finish typing to cross my fingers?
I am sooooo sleepy today. Unfortunately there is no rest for the wicked. I have to take my grandparents to the beauty shop and the grocery store this afternoon. They just walked upstairs a few minutes ago, ready to go. And we’re not leaving for another 20 minutes…
I just farted, and a minute later was looking to see where the puppy had pooped. :smack:
Hope that was worth a snort, at least.
And obviously, I need some coffee, so vroooom…