Well, I haven’t found it yet (because I haven’t looked yet) but I know there’s a mini bottle of Baileys under the passenger set of my car . . .
No, I am not going to tell you how I know - you have to guess.
There’s nuttin’ under the passenger seat of twuck or 'Stang cause I just got 'em both cleaned up recently.
Rosie the answer to the Bailey’s under the passenger seat is easy. It’s your emergency bottle in case you are ever trapped in your car durin’ a snow storm. Or you get thirsty. Whichever comes first.
MMP Topics… hmmm…
Hershey’s vs Nestle’s, A Death Match
Does Your Chewin’ Gum Lose Its Flavor On The Bed Post Overnight: The Results of My Dissertation
How Long Will It Take Me To Use This Bowl Full of Paper Clips?
Hehehehe…although I was getting ready to post that I don’t have a car so I don’t have anything to find under the seats.
Ideas for future MMP topics: Do any of the supposed diet drugs, etc. actually work?! This comes from partially hearing an infomercial for something that you just sprinkle on your food and you (supposedly) magically lose weight. Something about the taste or smell taking away your appetite. OMG, I just realized what that sounds like now. I can’t remember what the name of the stuff is either, because I was mostly asleep. It was sniff or sprinkle or … gah, it’s likely all a scam!! OK, second idea: what did you do over your summer vacation, photos included would be a BONUS! Another idea: share with mumpers how you celebrated Halloween as a kid and if you want, how you celebrate now. Do you dress up and go to parties? Pictures in costume definitely a bonus here too!
That’s all I got, FCM, sorry. Good idea on the fly, though. And thanks for starting us up for the week.
Once upon a time I lost the key to my post office box and they can’t just give you another one. They have to order it and it takes like 6 weeks to come in. While you’re waiting for it you have to go to the post office while they’re actually open so that they can hand you your mail over the counter. Sort of a pain. Well, anyways, about three weeks into this process I happened to sit down in the back seat of my car and… Guess what? There were my keys! In all fairness, yes, I had looked under all the seats before but I guess I was just looking at the wrong angle or something. Or else it was the disappearing reappearing key ring.
I’ve got lunch today so I guess I’d better get moving!
**doggio **- I don’t expect it to stay on topic for long, but a couple of posts at least would validate me.
Actually, I like the Bachelor MMP idea - especially if it includes photos. I wish I had pictures of some of my abodes from when I was single. Including the velour living room furniture - oh yeah, I was stylin’!!!
here’s a topic - assuming you had some REAL free time, and lack of money was not a factor, where would you go, what would you do?
eta Yes, the Bachelor MMP. I’m for that one. I nominate db to start us off next week.
Another drive-by for me…busy, busy, busy for a change!
Sending out good thoughts to JDDBro and get-well vibes to mmmmmmmms. I am trying to avoid all forms of ickiness as I’m off to Brussels on Saturday. Woot!
Art thou shittin’ me? Nestle isn’t good chocolate, but Hershey is a distortion of “heresy”. That crud ought’a be illegal. I recently bought a novel which wasn’t good, wasn’t bad, but at one point in it Artemisa gives to her lover (don’t ask) some Hershey’s chocolate she’s smuggled from the future… the writer has apparently never encountered chocolate worth the name, and the translator has apparently never run into the disgrace that is Hershey’s.
Right.
Back into hibernation. I’m at work with nobody in, nothing to do, but don’t wanna go because Mom is visiting… blagh! Some days, you ought’a be able to opt out of.
My nomination for future OP’s - jobs you’ve had in your younger days. I’ve worked in fast food, and worked as a grocery clerk. Now I’m a fancy-schmancy mechanical designer!
Usually about 9 pm after a couple glasses of [del]Welch’s[/del] Napa grape juice I can come up with a dozen good MMP subjects. I’d share them now but, of course, I forget.
My only idea: How would it affect your life if you had to give up caffeine?
Up, at work. Don’t wanna be at work. Had flu shot Thursday and spent Friday in bed sick. Coincidence? I think not. And kiddos are out of school for Columbus Day. Anyway, hubby gets his stitches out this morning. You can’t tell he has them right now because of his beard growing back.
He has Non-Hodgkins B-cell lymphoma, mantle cell type. I don’t like what I’m reading about it, and can’t wait to see the doctor with him next Monday. He’s been referred to a bone marrow specialist. I’ve read stories of men with this whose PET scans “lit up like a Christmas Tree,” and the only area on my hubby was the one they took out over a week ago. So I’m still hopeful, but really damned scared.
Out of all the people who have lymphoma, only 5% get this, and it usually hits men age 60 and up. My hubby is 42. If this is the meaning of life, the universe, and everything, I want a redeal.