Home from helping people move.
I drove, that is it. Their apartment is cute, the view of the mountains is nice, there is a washer/dryer on the second floor. Their apartment is on the third floor.
I drove, that is it. I’m not about to carry stuff up three floors, I could barely carry myself up the three floors.
They wanted to pay me and I said no, so they took me out to dinner. However, he thought she had the credit card, she thought he had it.
I paid.
I don’t think they were trying anything, I think they are just a mess from moving.
I don’t care anyway, because it was a nice dinner,
and I got my margarita!
You did good Sari! Moving is hell.
Swampy your comfort food sounds most nummy. I forgot OYKW was still working. Poor thing.
Doggio does Gordie ever find his skittles after he loses them? 
Tonight will probably be cook at home Asian - tempura shrimp, gyoza, and steamed pork buns. I can do fried rice if anyone really wants that.
Home from a busy afternoon with Roxy. We went to the museum, then over to the Imaginarium on its opening day. Roxy seemed to have a great time, and I expect she’ll be practically comatose tonight.
We stopped at Aldi on the way home and got a couple of pizzas for supper, plus milk and 'nanas. After we ate, **FCD **helped me make the bed. I’m about to fold the last load of laundry. I expect to crash thoroughly also.
More chores tomorrow. rah.
Mr.Wrekker texted and said not to eat supper he was bringing me something good, from the deer camp. Oh, god. I’m very afraid. :eek:
Chores may not a thrilling weekend make but with careful pacing it certainly can be pleasant.
About 2/3 of the Saturday chores are done. Still gotta fold laundry and get the enchiladas ready for the oven. Nelson got a quick dog park trip this afternoon. There was nobody on the small dog side, so we went to play with the big dog. We switched sides when he snapped at a dog big enough to kick his butt. I think we’re going to stay with small dogs from here on out.
You done ruint me Beck! I had to go to the store and so I got a box of Foster Farms Chicken Corndogs. :eek: I just ate one, and I liked it.
Wifey had to go show a house, so She’s gonna stop at KFC and get us a couple of chicken pot pies. I don’t cre about their chicken all that much, it isn’t as good as it used to be, but I lurves their chickie pot pies.
I need to fix my e-mail again. My phone decided the other day that all three of the mail accounts I had on there were inactive and marked them so. Well, I finally figured out what it had done and made them active again, and now my phone is downloading everything on the mail server all over again. Right now I’ve got about 2000 e-mails on my phone and I’ve deleted around another 1000 already. Have I mentioned lately how much I hate this phone. :mad:
Aspara nikumaki, Spring greens salad, dipping sauce/salad dressing, and rice for dinner.
There’s lots, if anyone wants to come over in the next five minutes.
I am so proud of you. You have done well Grasshopper but we wish for you to remain at our temple a while longer.
Part of my problem; they were long after I had aged past that type of show even if I watched television much. What little SeSt I know from the younger siblings of girls I dated and since a lot of that was weekends ------ have I ever mentioned that I know the Super-Chicken theme by heart?
Our hobby is making sure no-one writes in our dust; if they do they have to clean the entire item thus defaced.
In other news we went to an antique show and scored nothing. It was more 1950s pop stuff and that just isn’t our thing. But we did hit a place making the start of its closing for good clearance and I scored three way vintage cleaning rods (rifle, pistol and shotgun), a heavy steel hook for dragging heavy things across a shop floor (things like pallets or dead bodies), several scope mounts I have yet to identify ( LA - 1942 Molnars are for Lee’s right?) and a weighted four-prong hook you could use to fish for ---- stuff in the water. And all that for $25! I may have to revisit the place some more over the month.
My nephew didn’t talk clearly till he was 4. He called me Peedin instead of Paula. He also called Kentucky Fried (this was in the 70s) Fucky Fried.
SEVEN DAYS SMOBER…
G-d help you.
Rely on the cats!
Evening all. Teams are still in the mix, all we have to do is beat the best teams in the divison tomorrow while the other teams do exactly what I need them to do…in other words, long odds. And I’ve also promised to let the boys shave my beard off after the games since they qualified… That’ll be fun…
Had my Sunday eatin’ out dinner on Saturday (Lone Star tonight), so will nosh on sammiches tomorrow prior to soccer.
Too far behind to post responses, so everybody have a good night and see you Sunday.
One of the lil’wrekkers first words was firetruck except she said rather loudly “Fire-fuck” every time she saw one. :eek:
Yay!
Someone (:eek:) brought a Caribou roast. They spit roasted it.
I have to say it was damn good. I tried real hard not to think about their cooking cleanliness down at the camp.
Hey, it’s cooked. Fire kills germs. 
(I wish I had some caribou roast.)
It was sweet of him to bring you the good stuff. 
Congrats WetOne!
Nope… He is completely un Skittled at this point.
Congrats WetOne!!!
ive always wanted to try caribou… ive watched those Alaska tv shows for years …tried deer and elk and liked em, was it as rich as they say?
And no offense even though ive always liked the comedy aspects of sesame street, they need to let it go its nothing like it used to be since Jim Henson passed … that and my favorite non-muppet character isn’t on it anymore …
Yes, Caribou was like a very good beef roast. Very Tasty. Big Wreck made the remark, it tasted like beefalo, to him.