When I got home last night Mr. Anachi said he wanted hamburglers so we had those instead with some nice sliced summer squarshes. The chicken and sweet taters will be for tonite. I usually lets Mr. Anachi pick cause I don’t much care since I pick first when I shop for the stuff to begin with.
Thanks for pokin in, rue. Glad to know good stuff is in the works for ya. Must be a guvment job iffen yur bein all secret like and not being online and stuff.
ems, your new car got wrecked? That’s just WRONG!!! I hope it IS totaled so you can then go gets another new one. Feel better soon.
drae, it ain’t personal to you. People like to pick on laryngitics (looks like a word to me) because they can’t fight back.
We are currently cozying up to Tropical Storm Tammy. Oye, what a year this has been. And it ain’t over till the end of November.
My gorilla needs corrective surgery. It’s part of my Halloween candy dispensing costume, and one of the red, glowing eyes no longer works, so I need to replace the LED. I wear it with a long black hooded cloak, so that, with the porch light out, all that can be seen is a black figure with glowing red eyes. Very effective! And it saves on candy too! (I have had flocks of teenage girls stand at the end of the walk and finally decide that no way were they going up there.)
I dislocated my left shoulder in a car accident about five years ago–it was more than a month before I could put on a bra without help. Which made my (make) roommate very uncomfortable.
That would be, of course, my male roommate. Who was, by the way, incredibly unskilled with the entire bra situation. Of course, most of the girlfriends he’s had since high school had no boobs, anyhow.
I am about to go all medieval on the asses of one of the local school boards. They are messin’ with one of my kids. Ok, one of the kids we serve and for whom we provide residential services, but still, it’s a nono to mess with him. It has been explained to the principal and his teachers that I will be there in his classroom Thursday morning. There will be no meeting in another place. It will be there. I don’t think the Special Education Director there wants to butt heads with me or my boss again. The last time she tried she came away with a bruised head. You’d think people would learn after a while that mine is not the head you want to butt. GRRRRRRRRRRRR…
On the plus side, I’m gettin’ taken out to dinner. It’s Eyetalian eatin’ out night which means Eyetalian leftovers for lunch tomorrow. That makes me happy.
If you’re a big ol’ snoopy freak, then I am too. I used to drive my ex crazy doing this. We’d be looking at porn together and I’d start commenting on stuff in the background: “Oh, hey look. They’re in Europe. See the outlet on the wall?” or “Eeew, that’s ugly art on the wall!” or “Why is there an empty Walmart bag on the floor. Kinda takes away from the overall picture doesn’t it?” The funny part is, he started doing the same thing after a while too. And now he curses me when he gets distracted from his porn.
It seems like there’re a lot of sick/injured/headed for surgery MMPers and relatives this week. Hope everyone feels better soon!
And good luck on the job Rue! I’m really hoping Friday hurries up and arrives soon to because I’m flying out to see **KeithT **for the long weekend.
I’m with you on needing a temporary supply of husbands, ems. Most of the time I really do like my independence. But once in a while it’d be really really nice to have a man around to do those undesirable tasks.
I’ve got leftover mac & cheese (the homemade kind, not the box kind) for dinner tonight. I think I should add something to it to jazz it up, but I’m not sure what.
I expect that depends what it’s slathered upon and how it’s unslathered… :eek:
He’s been enjoying some quality time with his dad down in ManLand, and I’m sure that’s keeping his mind off the impending surgicals. But we’ll be leaving the house about 10:45 tomorrow morning, and I expect to return home about 12 hours later, exhausted, but with good news.
My best friend in high school was a very talented pianist and she loved instrumental and vocal music. It cracked me up when we got on the topic of porn, and she said “Have you ever listened to the music in those movies??”
I’m snoopy, too. For some reason I always look at floors. (Do they vacuum regularly?) Which is a hoot because I have enough trouble on my own keeping up with the Australian Hair Factory. But what’s worse is I comment on newscasters and sportscasters when Mr. Anachi is trying to listen. I will say “What is she doing with her hair? It looks awful!” Or “That guy’s eyes are too close together. I wonder how he made it to national news?” Drives him nuts.
Change of plans. Instead of goin’ out for Eyetalian tonight, ACBG is bringing it over here (I’m at home). He called me at work and said he was tired and wouldn’t it be good to just eat in and he’d go pick it up and everything. Since it is kinda rainy and stuff, I agreed that would be good. Then he said “There’s a bunch of that peach cobbler left, right?”
Too tired my fanny! He wanted to be near the leftover peach cobbler. The sneak! :dubious:
Anyways, I’m havin’ me a rum and coke right now, so all’s good.
-swampbear (it may be two rum and cokes before he gets here)
Not muscadine grapes. I just bought and tried some, and they were the worst things I’ve eaten (including school cafeteria food) in at least the last week.
Ex, someone down the hall has been receiving my mail. I just got a delivery slip for something that came in last week. I think the doughnuts may have arrived. The horror. I’ll pick them up tonight or tomorrow morning and report back if I’m brave enough to open them.
We are having a family meltdown because my parents delivered my birthday tv and it’s too big for the closet and any of the furniture. I just went Emergency Tv Stand Shopping with my mum. Now I’ve got to stare at the boxed tv stand until Dishes Husband and Driving Husband come over and help me assemble it. I am not good with directions. I will do it wrong.
Since there hasn’t been enough TMI this week, I’m gonna help things out.
In short, there are small cuts on my penis.
Long version: Two of my close girl friends have been berating me for a while because I don’t trim my pubes. No one does that, I say. Oh, but they do, they reply.
So I go to try it. I snap a big guard onto my hair buzzers, and go for it. Result: I now have that porn-star-cropped look. It’s OK, but I don’t think that I’ll end up maintaining it. MORE TMI follows.
Next order of business: the hair on the shaft (of my penis! Get your mind back in the gutter.) We’ve discussed this before, I know, but I have hair that grows slightly past my penis, all the way to (almost) the end of the foreskin when flaccid. So I take the guard off. And now, it is true that there is not as much hair there. However, in the process, I cut my penis twice (neither is very bad, but they bled a little), and left myself, not with a bare penis, but with a penis with stubble. Big stubble. Looks like someone took a pen and drew little lines all over the base of my penis. The rest of the penis hair I have is kinda wispy, so I’m not worried too much about that.
I have new kitchen curtains - all ironed and hung up. Of course I bought them before Mr. SCL decided we needed new tile in the kitchen, which means I’m going to paint and wallpaper, and if we’re going to go to all that trouble we might as well get new countertops…
And I finally found a sofa!! Which means its now time to paint the living room, which I plan to do before I start the work on the kitchen. I like painting, so I’m looking forward to this part. I’ve been looking for a sofa for at least a year. I had a hard time finding the right one because it needed to be a style that would compliment (or at least not look hideous with) the antique leather topped endtable, coffee table and occasional table we inherited from Mr. SCL’s parents. I went into a local furniture store having a “going out of business” sale looking for a new computer desk for my office. All the desks were gone, so I took a stroll around the store (hey - I was already there!) and found the perfect sofa! Mr. SCL went down to look at it this morning and bought it - then told me he didn’t think he would like it when I described it. It will be delivered Friday and put in the dining room until we figure out what to do with the old sofa.
If I ever figure out how to link to my pics page, I’ll post pics of the works in progress and of my furbabies.
Hope everyone who is not feeling well gets better soon. And go easy on the cheesecake posts - this is the time of year I can gain weight just by reading about food. I guess I’m preparing to hibernate.
CB I wouldn’t start trimming things down there if I was you, or you’ll be having to do it forever. Stubble is much more itchy/scratchy then regular hair, is all I’m sayin’.
Re: your mac-n-cheese, Taxi, you could add some diced ham, and chopped red onion, and maybe some mushrooms. BTW, men have other uses besides ‘undesirable tasks’.
I like your idea for your dangly bits Cartooniverse, we have a couple of very old light fixtures in our very old house that, while being composed of some nice crystal dangley bits, are, in the aggregate, somewhat unappealing. I’d always planned to replace them and re-purpose the crystal parts but never got around to it. Why I thought anybody would want to know this is beyond me. I’m just running off at the fingers is all. Iffen you was closer, and not too pricey, I’d buy your e-mac offen you BTW. It’d go well with the 5 or 6 PCs we’ve got.
And one other thing; ‘liberty tubules’ mmmmmm!
Speaking of bras, (somebody was), I usta be able to unhook ‘em with my mouth. Not so good at hookin’ them back up though.
Those cheesecake recipes look wunnerful Picunurse. I LUUURRRRVVVEEESSSS me some cheesecake. I have a killer cheesecake recipe, but I haven’t made it in ages 'cause it’s spendy and I started having trouble with it collapsing when it cooled. I think I may have whipped too much air into it or summit.
We had Eyetalian last night too. Went to Pasquale’s and I had seafood alfredo and Wife had carbonara. Num!
So what did the estimator lady say about your car Ems?
Bumba, as much as I think BSMF is hot stuff, if he ever tried to undo my bra with his mouth, I think I’d guffaw laughing. That’s just such an interesting method.
Not that my guffawing would totally destroy things - we usually have a pretty good sense of humor.
