My head is hurting. Again. 
I just put some funnel cakes in the oven for a late breakfast. We’re going to TVMom’s house for dinner around 2 and I’m just going to take some chocolate chip and peanut butter cookies for dessert. Very simple.
::sniff, beebs doesn’t care that I have a crush on him::
Happy Easter to those who celebrate it! The Easter golden retriever and yellow lab didn’t leave us any gifts, thank heaven. 
BigAd, if my seatmate was using a cell phone during takeoff, I’d be hitting the flight attendant call button and yelling up the aisle, “Hey, this idiot is using their cell phone!!” So what if they’d hate me? Like I care? I’ve fussed at seatmates before when they haven’t turned their phones off fast enough. Yeah, I’m a bit of a mom to everyone sometimes. But when I turn The Look on 'em, it works even if I’ve never met 'em before. The Look is the best weapon in a mom’s arsenal. Right, FCM?
Hee to Cloud Maiden thinking it was hair gel! Are you gonna tell her the truth, Haze, or are you just going to snicker at her a lot?
Not much is going on here. We’re having those super-gigantimundo prawns for dinner, so I will be taking photographs before and after they’re cooked so you can see that when I say super-gigantimundo, I mean super-gigantimundo. Envy me my prawns, people!
I got nuttin’ else today except continuing to try to get used to my new keyboard. My old one was lovely because the touch was SO light, but it had the cursor keys and the insert/delete/home/end/etc. set of keys above the cursor keys arranged in a kind of funky way; it took me a long time to get used to that arrangement, but I finally succeeded. Now, of course, I have to get unused to it again, so I keep hitting insert instead of home, which is driving me nuts when I’m trying to work. Messes me right up, it does, turning typeover on accidentally like that. :smack: :smack: It will probably take a few more days of bitching before I finally get used to it. But in the meantime, I do like some of the other funky buttons on this keyboard – particularly a zoom button that’ll blow the screen up by about 25% with a single touch, and back and forward buttons that make moving around online much faster. But much cursing will continue to ensue today as I hit the wrong directional keys, if yesterday evening’s experience was anything to go by. :rolleyes:
Home, Nelly has had her morning walk, trash is out. I’m going to surf and clean for a while, then nap.
Hey, what’s that weird noise in Rm 304? Sounds like jazz squealing… 
Well, assuming that’s not a redundancy! dogbutler, you’re welcome!
**swampy–**Whew, I’m relieved! Somewhere I read a post that said it’s all like tacky and stuff to wear a full Windsor and I was worried that I might be setting up the SO to be Bruced and Guidoed since I don’t know any other knots and neither does he, not that he wears a tie much, but still…
**jnglmrphlsplarghl–**Add kimchi. I can’t believe I just typed that before the first half cuppa coffee but there you are… shudder
HA HA! I finished my laundry yesterday, neener neener!
**Haze–**You’re EEEEEVIL!!1! I think I love you now…
Re that infamous other thread–yeah, but basically anything between parents not only affects the kids but it’s gonna be weird and freaky and embarrassing no matter how blameless and lily white and pastor-approved their activities are. Kids have no real frame of reference to start with so it just seems normally outlandish to them and by the time they’re old enough to start comparing notes with their friends any kinky parents will have had the talk with them (more likely multiple talks) and they should be able to either handle the divergent aspects of their parents’ home life or they’ll just elect not to talk about it. I’d say it’s probably more difficult for naturist parent raised kids to explain that away since they see WAY more of their parents than any average person would consider healthy or normal but they turn out okay anyway. Shoot, my kids were all embarrassed and traumatized because I have always been upfront about sex and gave them a lot more information than their friends’ parents did, but then again their friends thought I was incredibly cool and were embarrassed that their parents were so reticent and hidden. Rule one of raising kids–you can’t win!
I don’t want to hijack an MMP, but it this situation is not just in the bedroom–this is my problem with it. The anecdotal references to my marital issues I will not address.
But I will say this: there is more to life than pleasure and its pursuit.
Happy Easter, all.
Rigs, I truly did not mean to offend and if I did I apologize unreservedly.
Happy Easter everyone. We’ve just recently returned from our friends’ house out in Yelm. We met for dinner and drinks last night and then went to their place for more drinks, conversation, and board games.
We had a great time, but by the time we were through with the games and conversation, it was 1:45 in the morning, so we just elected to stay there and drive home this morning.
I’m going to have to hop in the shower in the next few minutes and start getting ready to go to Easter dinner at MIL’s. We need to be there at 2:00 pm and everyone still needs showers. I really don’t feel like going because I’d just rather stay home and chill. But, holidays are a “big deal” to the moms, so we have to go. :rolleyes:
RE: the controversial thread: I too keep thinking that the kids are going to be affected by it. It’d be one thing if it’s just in the bedroom, but 24/7 is a bit much. The bit about the dog collar and leash at the restaurant really bothered me. I kept thinking, “…and that’s just the tip of the iceburg”. Now, the kids may turn out fine, but you know what? Kids are smart and they pick up a lot more than we give them credit for, no matter how young. As so many people have already expressed, kids do as they see, not what they’re told. So, mom can have all the talks she wants with them, but the kids are going to follow the parents’ example.
I like to think I’m somewhat open-minded, but that particular situation is making me re-think things.
I should shower now.
Marry me.
Today’s Installment of “Spaz Learns Things the Hard Way” involves candy. I have learned that if you want Reese’s Peanut Butter Eggs or Cadbury Creme eggs, you should not wait until Easter morning to go to de sto’. Fortunately there were Cadbury robin eggs and I have a bag of those in my desk for nomming on.
I also learned that Arthur C. Clarke advocated using monkeys as servants: Listen to the “Not My Job” part. Truly, a great visionary was lost to us.
I wish I had scanned versions of Easter 1979. My dad got a basset puppy that year. One of my sisters had made a paper plate flower hat in school for Easter. Much fun with the basset ensued and the first Easter Basset was born. Years later (mid-90’s or thereabouts), I made another paper plate hat and put it on my mom’s cat Mayhem called Bunny so we had an Easter Bunny as well.
Nah, it’s ok. I don’t see my marital issues in the same light as the thread in question. I’m not feeling well, so I’m a bit pissy these days. I also have decided that I am no longer going to post in those threads–I’ve said my piece and I’m done. Nothing I say will change anything, so time to move on.
The family just went to MIL’s for Easter dinner. I am home sick with a nasty cold so I didn’t go (I can just see my cold being the thing that does my immuno-compromised FIL in…I’m already that side’s pariah!)
I think I’ll go watch LOTR-w/o cast commentary. I am not all that interested in it right now, I just want to check out and live in a different world for awhile.
My house smells chickie-riffic! The chicken is roasted, the N.O.T. are boiled, and the peas and succotash are cooking. We will be eating soon. Which is good, because I’m hongry!!
Taz the Insane has found a new place to play - top shelf in the hall closet. I’m guessing he climbed up the vacuum cleaner on to the coats, and from there to the shelf. All, of course, after he slid the door open. He is entertaining, if weird…
I didn’t know it was possible to hijack the MMP. 
I thought the MMP was all hijack after the first page or so… That’s why I like it. 
Can one hijack the unhijackable? Can a mumper start a thread so hijacked that it cannot be hijacked? If a thread gets hijacked in the forest…
Oh, never mind. I need to go carve up the chicken-du-jour.
I’m having a shitty Easter. I think my wife hates me, I might be single soon, and of course, it would be all my own doing.
Fuck
((((((((((mbg))))))))))
What?
Peace. Good thoughts headed west.
There’s hijacks and there’s hijacks. The MMP is for mostly lighthearted, sometimes very sad, but personal stuff–not ethics and principles and sexual mores and stuff. Or so I see it. If it becomes more like that, I’m gone… 
{{{mbg}}}
Well, crap. {{{BusDude}}}
Hugs to MBG.
Shower has been taken, but now I need to dry and flat iron my hair. I wish I could just not bother, but if I don’t, well, my hair tends to look all wavy and tousled.
It’s rainy and gray here. Typical Northwest Easter… :rolleyes:
I just finished rounding up most of the cat’s jingle-ball toys. There were 5 under the loveseat and 3 or 4 under the hutch. Most are now in the kitteh toy basket, until he dumps them and knocks them all over the place again. Bad as a kid…
Chickie was yum! We have a leg, a thigh, and most of a breast left - I see chickie stir fry or chickie soup later in the week. No loeftover veggies - I’m getting better at judging how much to make for 2. Of course, in just over a month, I’ll be cooking for 4. I’ll figure it out.
A chocolate bunny would make a yummy dessert. Too bad I don’t have one. <sigh>
