After nearly 12 years of sporatic searching, I finally found a copy of The Lion in Winter for sale. My joy overfloweth.
What has made you happy lately?
After nearly 12 years of sporatic searching, I finally found a copy of The Lion in Winter for sale. My joy overfloweth.
What has made you happy lately?
Hmmm, well let’s see:
We’ve gotten all moved into our new (old) house. The thing I’m the most excited about in it? Vinyl replacement windows! Yes!! I can finally clean the windows without removing *&$^^#% storm windows and I won’t have to caulk and put plastic over them in the winter to keep out the roaring wind!
Getting ready to take my first “real” vacation with hubby in a coule weeks. Been married 9 years and no real vacation. Driving down the famous Route 66 out west starting in Chicago.
First floor laundry in the new house. Last one was in a Michigan basement (read: dungeon). Hooray for the laundry!
It’s the simple things in life, isn’t it?
I just got offered a job translating French Porn into English. I’m not sure if I’m going to do it, but it’s nice to be asked.
Oh, and school starts in 2 weeks! After five years, I’m going to be halfway free. What am I going to do with myself for five hours five days a week?
And of course, I’m going do Dublin next month. Woo Hoo!
Mr Kiffa has been in the US for twice as long as planned. He wasn’t pleased about the minor surgery, but it’s been nice having him around a bit longer for those bear hugs and other important things in life.
Laundry room is upstairs rather than: outside in another building, in the basement, out on the patio, in the former guest bathroom…
school’s back in session. Nothing else needs to be said.
Seriously, Shirley, you could have asked me–there’s a shop in Santa Monica that sells this tape. (The shop is right near a restaurant that held an LA doperfest, by the way.)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi?
(Johnny isn’t going to read this, right?)
Tater–make sure you copy me on your work. I’m a really good proofreader and we wouldn’t want them thinking you’re a sloppy translator, would we?
You know, this sounds like a job that would be a way to expand international relations.
Scene: Man stroking womans front
Man:(after translation into english) How about that Bear’s Game.
Woman: You have head lice…
I got my own Man-Slave Horde!
Sunshine’s VERY happy now!
It’s the kids’ bedtime. That makes me veeeeeery happy!
Let’s see, what else am I happy about right now. Hm. Oh yeah–there was a customer that came in today to make a payment on her mother’s water bill. She asked me to look up her bill while I was at it, just to make sure it had gotten paid (she had her water account closed quite some time ago, and is getting ready to open a new one, and wanted to be sure she didn’t have any past due bills lurking about). SO, I look up her account. I see she’s got a credit balance, which means we owe her money. I didn’t say anything right away, because sometimes things are not always as they seem, so I wanted to make sure before I told her. I checked and rechecked, and sure enough, she’s got a credit coming back. Not just a few bucks, either. Her credit is $300. The look on her face was positively priceless. I thought she was going to leap over the counter and kiss me.
I love telling the customers happy stuff!
I have a whole list of reasons to be sooooooooo happy.
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[li]We resolved our lawsuit last week and I signed the settlement papers yesterday. For the first day in over 2 years I’m no longer a defendant. Yippee![/li][li]elelle is finally gonna get her computer fixed (lightning strike) and she should reappear here today or tomorrow.[/li][li]And finally, this thread has a boatload of my favorite female posters in it. Nifty.[/li][/ul]
After seven years of trying, we have our second child. He’s ten weeks old today. And he sleeps through the night. And, did I tell you he’s a genious? Well, he is…
–Tabithina
Genius! HE’s one, I’m not. Forgot to preview that.:rolleyes:
–Tabithina
Well, inspired by Shirley’s post, I went onto Ebay last night to look for an album that I’ve been looking for since oh, 1978 or so. And by looking, I mean sorting through the used record piles everytime I went past a record store. (As you may have guessed, this particular search ended sometime in the late 80’s when records ceased to exist.)
Although I didn’t find the album last night, I did find a recently released anthology by the group that had the song I was looking for. So that makes me happy. (And vaguely guilty as well, because I paid like, $1.00 for the CD. Seems sort of unlikely the group members are going to get any royalties from this sale. Am I the only one who worries about stuff like this?)
I turned 30 yesterday, and rather than depressing me, as it has done to many of my friends, I’m actually very happy about it. When I was 18 or 19, I never would have believed that my life would be as wonderful and complete as it is now.
My daughter changed schools this year, and in her first week she has made several friends, has completed and checked her own homework every night, and likes her teacher - YAY!
Life is just plain good right now.
If I may be presumptuous:
I like you too, OncleBiere!
I dunno about your experience with the frog language . . . but I will be more than happy to proof things for you . . . DRY and I can share that duty, though not together. I’m sure I’ll be able to find someone to make sure the female parts are understandable.
I’ve got a seeeee-cret. I just got off the phone with one of the nice ladies from this very thread. Yet another reason for the smile on my face.
Keep your filthy thoughts to yourself you perverts. There’s nothing romantic or too lustful to be read into this.
I thought you’d be so much more obvious about this… Did I freak you out, Oncle?
I’m kind of happy that I have one less thing to think about. I asked this guy in a note if we could talk about a further relationship, and he told me to back off for now. Yay, I don’t have to do anything further, and it’s up to him to worry now. I’ll just go on my merry way, making myself a hunter again.
“So he stalked her again. Love makes hunters of us all.”
-Gregory Maguire, in Wicked
I have no plans to stalk anyone, but the last part makes sense of looking for a mate. The worst part of hunting is your body tunes in on the fine aroma of pheremones, no matter whose they are.
I’m happy because within ten minutes of calling, I got a University parking pass in the closest lot to my classes.
Now, normally this takes people hours to do, and when they do get through they get stuck in a lot that’s not even on campus.
woo woo!