swampy, you never disappoint!!! 
Just a reminder: party at my place next week. If you plan to attend, please confirm, and don’t forget to ask for directions! I’ve already heard from some folks on FB, but I’m covering all bases.
Just finished vacuuming the carpets and cleaning the toilets. Can’t have my MIL thinking I’m a total slob. Altho she probably couldn’t see what I saw anyway. 
After I take tonight’s final and turn in that project, the semester’s over for me. I have tomorrow off irk as well, intend much sleep.
If it says anything about the roomies, I learned today that there’s actually an Eagle Scout fraternity. And the other 2 guys are in music fraternal organizations. Plus my kid. The Eagle Scout and I are planning all of the apartment supplies… because he’s prepared for stuff, and I’m the mom. Betwixt us, we are prepared for shit.
I pulled up an old thread earlier, from when DaNiece and her sweetie were leaving my house to face the great beyond. Lots of good ideas there. But I still feel like I’m forgetting important stuff. If y’all have notions, please chime in.
I worked(on my day off). But today is my Firday, so there’s that. Drinking gin and tonics, since I felt my survy acting up.
swampy, <SNORK>
Congrats, Nettie!
Peaches, when I got my own place, my parents dumped the 70’s era furniture and lamps(avocado and orange), and moved out of state. and congrats on Bro’s wedding.
Yay for Mr. Buttershaving rhythm, Butters
May I politely suggest condoms?
Christ, that is why you are like that.
Wow.
OYKW retired to the boudoir half an hour ago. I believe I shall go join him. Da bear is tahrd!
Nitey Nite Y’all!
I could make that bird sleep with the fishes for you.
Music? I suggest a bong, the number of a good bail agent, and changing the number on your home phone. If you could move and not leave a forwarding address, all the better.
(And my relatives were church music majors!)
I have already warned my child to expect a package of condoms, a random supply of ladies’ monthly hygiene supplies, and a pamphlet for plan b. My child isn’t shocked by my approach to life. The other boys might be. I don’t know.
At their age, I don’t expect wisdom, even though they are all smart on paper. My best hope is that they might call me if they need a bit of experience or a ride. I am glad to help with either.
My parents also dumped all of their old furniture in my general direction and moved out of the childhood abode. Heck, all of my relatives looked at my independence as an excuse for them to dump their old stuff and buy new things for themselves. I’m much better at saying “no” now.
Mama Plant gave me a box fan from her Husband (v.3.0) that burned down the trailer that Mrs. Plant (v.2.0) and I weren’t living in.
Killed two cats and the fish that were in the aquarium Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) gave me when we were dating.
We arrived home around 330 pm. Both critters are alive and happy. I am much relieved.
I am exhausted.
Translating doggio-speak: I was able to stagger home from the bar & pass out inside. :o
When you capitalize like that, Ruble thinks you’re referring to Hershey Park
Now why would you do that to a sweet, innocent little birdy?
Make the cee-mint shoes for flytrap.
My irk day started off needing suntan lotion (on only the 2nd sunny day of the month). Bossman just got back from 1½ week vacation; hasn’t gotten thru all emails yet. Today he was in an all-day, do-not-disturb management meeting. Yesterday was my 6-monthaversary. Because he was out & hasn’t fully cleaned out his inbox yet, he missed the email stating that he needed to approve my continued access so I was not allowed in the building as my access card had been disabled because he didn’t respond. :smack: I sat outside on the bench until another long-time employee (who I don’t even officially work with - he sits in the next aisle) came in late, saw me sitting there & heard my tale of woe went inside & kicked ass & took some names.
Kind of like when the professor doesn’t show for class, I was >< close to enjoying the sun all day.
Because they is prac-tic-allee chickens?
Besides cement shoes for flytrap would require tying him up so the cement could dry and that would require touching him. Even I draw the line at some things. 
I guess we’re as ready as we can be for the inlaws. **FCD **tried to sleep in the guest room last night, but couldn’t. Then tried the recliner, and sorta did a little. But once I got up, he commandeered my wedge pillow, and I helped him get settled in our bed. I’m still not sure why he didn’t do that last night - I told him he could have the wedge and I’d work something out. Sometimes, that man makes me crazy!!! Anyway, if he’s not sleeping, I think he will be soon.
Meanwhile, the critters have been tended and I’m killing a few more minutes before leaving for the office. I’ll stop enroute at a WaWa and grab a salad, a soda, and a breakfast sammich. I’m wearing my stoopit jeans today - the ones where the front pockets are so shallow, they won’t even accommodate the length of my fingers, and my fingers are kinda on the stubby side. I don’t feel secure in putting a folded dollar bill in a front pocket. Stoopit jeans. I may find some fabric and make pocket extensions.
And so it goes. Happy Firday the 13th!!!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis <snerk> 69! <snerk> Amurrkin out and cloudy with a predicted high of 88 and mostly cloudy but no rain. Today is irk from da cave day. After that I shall head up to Ye Olde Home Towne to see about mom. Everything seems to be relatively OK but I feel the need to go. I plan on gettin’ back to da cave early Sunday mornin’. Matter of fact the plan is to leave early enough to be at the church house for deheathenization. YP has two more Sundays left with us and also Sunday is also Pentecost. a kind of biggie day.
Butters glad hubs and you are home. I’m sure King Louie was most pleased. 
OK, that’s all I got. I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. I suppose I should purtify a bit. One must keep up one’s groomin’ habits after all.
Happy Firday THE THIRTEENTH Y’all!
I’m feeling a little better today, but my throat is still trying to be sore. I stopped feeling guilty about having to be off work once a friend on another site reminded me that pneumonia starts as upper respiratory infections.
Oldest Sister sent out an email yesterday inviting the whole fam-damily to Oldest Nephew’s high school graduation/birthday cookout. This would be the kid who was born right after I graduated from high school. Stop making me feel old, kid! I’m going to go to the cookout…right after I find an appropriate gift. I have his Christmas present, but I still need to get an actual birthday present.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. I’m off today, so I shall clean the kitchen.
Happy Firday the 13th!
Another grey day.
I got up too early, now it’s time to log in to irk and I want to take a nap.
So all I have right now is BLURF
