Or, I could like get a bunch of poster board and make signs to put up all along the road to and from work that say “Don’t Forget Your Dry Cleaning” and tape em to utility poles. Then I wouldn’t forget.
Of course putting a sticky note on the dash and/or steering wheel might work too.
Maybe I’ll do all three!
I am. Oh, I am.
fcm, wouldn’t something like this be less dangerous? This guy’s got some good ideas, too.
Also, remember if you go for the “put on the gloves, cover up, and grab them suckers by the roots” method, don’t touch any of those garments with bare skin after you’re done as the poison sap can get transferred to them. But you prolly already knew that.
swampy, do you have Microsoft Outlook? If so, you can go to the calendar section and set it up to remind ya just before quittin’ time tammary to pick up your dry cleaning. I’d try to remember to tell ya, but I have Late Onset CRAFT. 
The Ellen Method of Remembering: Put your watch on upside down. That will remind you that you have to remember something. Then you just have to remember what that something was.
You’re welcome.
PICK UP YOUR DRY CLEANING
PICK UP YOUR DRY CLEANING
PICK UP YOUR DRY CLEANING
BURMA SHAVE
I like this idea…
Very interesting… I shall have to investigate further. Thanks!! 
FCMom, nuke it from orbit. It’s the only way to be sure.
You’re welcome.
Roundup does pretty good killing the stuff, too…
Yeah, but doesn’t Roundup kill all stuff around it? I don’t want to wipe out my daylilies - just the poison…
And I think our neighborhood is a nuke-free zone. 
See, just as I told ya LOW, we’re kindred spirits! 
Ok, so I have a note taped to the steering wheel of my Blazer (cause that’s what I’m driving instead of the 'Stang tomorrow, I have my reasons) to pick up my dry cleaning. In the end, FCM, as usual, had the really practical solution. It’s a good thing that the MMP has a Mom to remind us when we need to act right, thankless task that it is.
Less than two days now to Swampfest and meetin’ Taters and Bumba! I just about can’t stand it I am soooooo excited!
Mr. Taters and I are excited too! I’ve been keeping the hubby abreast of all the posts in here and in the Swampbear Stalks Seattle thread. He got a real kick out of your last post about peaches and fruit. He thinks you sound like a really fun and funny person. I think the same. I’m excited about getting to meet you, Bumba, Mrs. Bumba and the Seattle Dopers. Plus, I get to go to Doc Maynards. I hear that’s a real jumpin’ place and I’ve been wanting to go there for ages and ages.
Bumba has been strangely quiet, where is he?
Also, I just heard that they’ve opened a Howl at the Moon bar in Seattle. That is the coolest place to go to. I went to one in San Antonio and had the best time there. The whole point of that place is audience participation. You might want to check that out when you are up here in the lovely Evergreen State, Swampy.
Well, I need to cook dinner now. I’m thinkin’ breakfast for dinner sounds good tonight.
Roundup kills whatever it comes in contact with, and can soak in for about 4 hours. You can cover the day lilies with something, spray the heck out of the ivy, remove the cover, and only the poison is a goner. If you spray something you want to keep, wash it off.
swampy, make sure you get the Super-Sticky Post-It Notes[sup]TM[/sup]! Those things are the coolest! I love Super-Sticky Post-Its!
:eek: Ow.
Ow ow ow ow ow. Poison ivy and butts do not go together!
Reminds me of a story my granddad used to tell. He went skinny-dipping with some friends, and they were doing handstands on the bank. Of course, they were in a patch of poison ivy, and they ended up getting it on both ends.
Yeesh! That sounds truly…uncomfortable. I mean I know guys will scratch when they itch, but that must have been horrible!
I’ve had the good luck (so far) to never have been afflicted with poison oak or poison ivy. Stinging nettles however…very painful, very painful…
Do not forget to pick up dry cleaning. (Yes, I know you taped a note to the steering wheel, but just in case it disappeared or suddenly became illegible.)
Do not forget to pack camera and film (we want pictures!!!).
Do not forget to have lots of fun (like you would forget… ).
GT
Thank you gardentraveler for the reminder. Now I won’t forget my dry cleaning. Ok, the big note taped to the steering wheel that says:
PICK UP DRY CLEANING!
will probably help, too but it’s your reminder that will help the most.
Taters I have toyed with the idea of wearing a big ol’ plastic peach on a string around my neck. Course that means I’d actually have to own a big ol’ plastic peach or go buy me one. I have no idea where one might purchase such stuff as that. A soap on a rope shaped like a peach would work. Or I could just open my mouth and “tawk lak thi-yus.” Or I could wear my pick up dry cleaning note. Or yell out “I burning your dog!” Course yelling that out in public could get me in trouble. Aw heck! We’ll figure it all out. I’ve seen pictures of you and Bumba so I can find y’all. Picunurse is traveling with her male harem so she should be easy to spot. Everybody else will figure it out. In just over 24 hours, swampfest begins! I’m jumpin’ up and down with excitement here which makes posting really, really hard to do!
So the rhyme isn’t:
Leaves of three,
Makes good T.P.
Huh.
I guess I don’t have to remind swampy to pick up his dry cleaning. I will remind him, however, to read the big note on his steering wheel.
I used to get the poison ivy rash all the time. Then I got a real nasty case of poison sumac, and never got poison ivy again. Just a thought, sumthin ya might wanna try.
swampy, try one o them decratin’ stores like Pier One or a craft store where they sells the fake flars and stuff. I’m bettin’ ya could find a peach or reasonable facsimile. You could allus use a shoe string for the necklace part.
Oh, and you prolly should call the dry cleanin’ store to make sure what hours they are open. Heh, that’s how I get around bein’ just another mmper reminding you to PICK UP YOUR DRY CLEANIN’
The only time I ever got poison ivy was from rubbing shoulders with my former sil who got a bad case from wanderin’ around in the woods one time. We were sittin’ next to each other in a car and my arms were bare. It was really weird. I don’t really know how she ended up with it on her shoulders. I do know how she ended up with a bad case of chiggers on her butt, though. See, she was participatin’ in grant research on an island in the middle of the Panama Canal. She’d been told not to sit on the ground cause of the chiggers but thought sitting on a stump would be okay. :smack: You really don’t want a bad case of chiggers on your butt, people.
YAAAAAAAAAAY!!! It’s Friday! Is it 5:30 yet?
Tupug, The Jealous Of All The Seattle Peeps What’re Gonna Meet Swampy
Also for anyone who comes in contact with poison ivy, remember to wash your hands before using the bathroom. My father didn’t one time. My mother laughs every time she tells that story.
I’m jealous of everyone who gets to meet swampy too! No cool MMPers (or even uncool ones) come to the Northeast!
I’m wondering if Taters and Bumba will ask me if I picked up and packed my dry cleaning? Now that would be the ultimate :o if I forgot to pack the dang stuff wouldn’t it?
The SNAFU to end all SNAFUS is unfolding today. See, today is payday and most of us have automatic deposit. Seems there’s been a glitch somewhere and no checks hit the banks. Needless to say, there have been a metric buttload of phone calls today. The bad news is, deposits may not hit banks til Monday. Our CFO is doing his best to get it straigthened out but it looks like it’ll be Monday in spite of all his efforts. We have some very not happy folks today. Me, I’m not exactly thrilled, but it ain’t hurtin’ me like it does folks that live from paycheck to paycheck. And, of course, the big boss is on vacation today and lying somewhere on a beach right now so guess who has to listen to it all. Yep. Of course, who does everybody think can just snap his fingers and make it all better? Yep. Who hates being in charge right now? Yep.
I can’t wait to get on that plane!