I have to say, my heathen pagan mouth is watering at just the thought of dark-and-fiery-bowel-of-hell peeps.
Ashes, no, unfortunately, we don’t purchase specific gym or PE uniforms from the school. We go out to whatever store and buy appropriate clothes. I can’t imagine my almost 16 year old daughter writing her name on her clothes anyway. Seems that would be the best thing though.
I am about to go insane here. I will post later about why.
I am home with sinus stuff (went to work but came home early). The part of work that I was there for was like Taters’ day (I’m guessing). I was on the brink of insanity when I left and hope that no one has done any stupid stuff in the meantime. (There was an epidemic of stupidity this morning…)
Jesus Peeps. <snerk> At least we’ll be burning together…?
Off to sleep.
GT
Cranky Hermit, I’m very sorry to hear about your father. Thoughts and prayers for you and your family.
Saturday my parents and I went to a memorial service for my aunt. (She died last March.) They scattered her ashes in Naragansett Bay, and the whole thing was very nice. It was also good to see a couple of my cousins that I don’t get to see very often. Hopefully since we’re all in the Northeast right now we’ll get together again, just for fun. All 3 of us are only children so we really are each other’s only family in our generation.
Sunday we did some outlet shopping. LOVE love love the outlets in Wrentham, MA. So a good weekend with my parents and other family.
hugs to* CrankyHermit*** Man, I feel so sluggish and lazy today. I need a good perk-me-up. Help!
Have you tried the Jesus Peeps?
I want a beer. An ice cold beer. I want to sip it while sittin’ in my rockin’ chair on my back porch. I also want the neighbor’s weiner dog to develop laryngitis so I won’t have to hear the dang thing squeak (yes, squeak! he doesn’t bark, he squeaks) while I’m sittin’ and sippin’. I also still want some soup for supper.
That’s all I got for now.
Hee, hee, hee! I am currently Crest whitening stripping my teefies…and nobody knows but me! 
swampy, sound like the weiner dog has already had his barker removed iffen he squeaks. They still often do after a debarking.
So, taters, spill the beans. What’s got you nearly postal?
Can’t post yet…it will come
If only it were legal for me to do that. Because it does sound like fun. The only problem is that if I sit outside and drink one beer, there are most likely 2 or 3 more that are gonna follow it.
That, and I’m probably going not going to eat soup for dinner. I think that a nice fat hamburger sounds good. I haven’t eaten a hamburger in forevah.
Little doggies squeak a lot. I didn’t know it was possible to debark doggies, but we have two small ones (a runt-of-the-litter Silky Terrier, and a minature Doberman), and they can’t bark. They yip. Maybe squeak is a little too high pitched (high-pitched) to describe our dogs.
I’ve had a cold beer and a bowl of soup. I’m a happy swampy! Plus, it’s raining which my sinuses like and as a bonus that means the squeaky weiner dog ain’t outside to squeak so it’s all peacful on the back porch. YAY! I think I’m gonna go have me another peaceful cold beer on the back porch.
donkeybear (how’s that! combines 'em both!) it sucks that you are 18 (or are you 19 now?) and it’s illegal to drink. I say that because waaaaaay back in 1972, Jawja made the legal drinking age 18. I turned 18 waaaaaay back in 1972. Course several years later it got raised back to 21, but still, I could and I didn’t die from it and I turned out ok. Kinda. Course back in those days, we got welcomed to college by the local bars who would throw these big keg parties where we would buy a big plastic cup for fifty cents and could drink til the kegs ran dry. Them was the days!
zelie, you better pony up the bucks to join, 'cause you so belong here!
Well, my university is in a dry county anyways. Here, we have to go to frat houses for plastic cups and kegs.
Ow ow ow. You know the feeling you get when you read 750 pages in less than 24 hours? With time to sleep and make three loaves of bread and do the grocery shopping? I’ve got that feeling. It’s like nothing is real and I keep banging into things- it’s probably not good that I’m cooking.
Draelin, some bad things happen. I’m not going to get more explicit than that, even though I want to. It’s good, although it’s a bit hard for me to keep track of all the American history. I’m mostly interested in Brianna’s attempts to get water piped into her house.
And my head hurts, and I want to finish the book even though I should be getting supper ready.
Ow. My head.
Thank you, Ex, for your sacrifice. My friend’s Mom mailed her baked stuff all the time (friend from Iowa at school here). What’s up with that? I thought baked things were okay to ship.
Bumba, you could email me? I want to order soap, but my email got returned. Maybe better luck if you contact me first?
Ashes[sup]2[/sup], you can make your own peeps? That’s so cool! With all the new seasonal peeps, I’m surprised there’s not an official Jesus Peep. Wouldn’t it be fun to bite the head off a marshmallow Jesus? Is there any way you could make it with raspberry jam filling, so it oozes out when you poke little holes in the hands? And why isn’t there a Jesus Pez dispenser? It would go so well with those Jesus sports statues.
zelie, you are too funny! I hope we’ll be seeing “Member” under your name very soon.
Ugh, I really dislike peeps. I think they taste gross.
I had a Vanilla Bacardi and Diet coke when I came home from work today. It was a long day, even though I went home on time.
The reason I’m about to go postal is that I have a temporary office mate who is driving me batshit crazy. She NEVER.SHUTS.UP. I’m in the middle of on-line testing and she’s gabbing away and looking at what’s on my computer screen. She is CONSTANTLY looking at what’s on my screen. She comments out loud on EVERY SINGLE e-mail she receives. That’s just the tip of the iceburg. She’s a nice enough person, but when I’m working, I want to work. I don’t want to chat, I just want to get my stuff done and be able to concentrate. The fact that she is constantly looking at what I have on my computer is very annoying. VERY ANNOYING. I can’t turn my monitor any other way due to the configuration of my workstation. At any rate, the fact that she’s so nosy is why I couldn’t post earlier. She also has a rather loud voice which makes it difficult to concentrate. She was only supposed to be there for two weeks, yet she’s still there. Le sigh. All I can do is grit my teeth and try to bear it a while longer. So, it’s all rather minor, but holy moses, my annoyance meter is pegged way high right now.
Just for the Hell of it, I just googled on ‘Jesus peeps’, guess what I found. Scroll down the page a little bit.
I’m sure we can do better though.
Lissla, I e-mailed you.
Hee! My first thought was it looks like Cartman on a cross. Then I scrolled down and read the comment. Great minds think a lot.
Taters, maybe if you stood up and screamed “Stop looking at me!” she’d stop. Or, you could mutter, just loud enough for her to hear, "I don’t care what the voices are telling me I will not kill any nosy, loud co-workers.
<snerk> Have y’all checked out the ads! <snerk> Google thinks we’re a buncha addicts! I can just hear ‘em now. "Dang! What are those fools in that thread smokin/snortin’/shootin’ up!"