I also hate unprotected heights. I have been known to slog through creeks when hiking because I couldn’t bare to cross a log bridge.
And people just don’t understand, but I just can’t do it. So I don’t.
Swampy, having my story called weird by you is like like having Einstein say my math is pretty good. I’m all glowy now.
Now this is sig worthy! Thanks merrily! High praise, indeed!
Now, do you see what happens when you go against SOP? 
Huh. Schrödinger’s Dust. Weird.
In the last week and some change, I moved around Katcha’s room. I changed his closet door from a regular door to a bi-fold one. That was way cinchy. This left enough room along the short wall to put his bed. That gave him more “play area” in the middle of his room. Then, since there was mysterious dust on the carpet, I swept.
Then this weekend we had to move Soupo’s room around because his little brother got his room changed, so he felt shorted. It was weird. The Little Woman would move some furniture (have some furniture moved- I was there) and then sweep where the furniture was, but also where the furniture was going to be. This made no sense to me. Why sweep somewhere when no one will ever see it? It must be a Girl Thing.
Look! Puddin’ was here! That makes me happy. As happy as when I see the rest of you people, but she only shows up sometimes which makes it more special to me. As an extra added bonus, there was Shibb too. But I’m not sure how I feel about him since he had to move many states away just to get away from me. That hurt. But I think I got over it. Mostly.
Oh, I’m so glad to see that there are other lady readers here who get :rolleyes: over sex passages in books. Any mention of something stiff or throbbing just makes me go <<snerk! snerk! snerk!>>
I just started reading Tad Williams’ Shadowmarch but it’s kinda slow going. I’m having trouble warming up to any of the characters yet but I’m only a quarter of the way through so we’ll see.
kalley, that’s great news about your mom. She sounds like a real trooper. More good vibes headed her way and Molly’s way, too.
I don’t really have a height thing lessen you count airplane height. I didn’t start out that way, it happened on a flight to Houston the day after the traffic controllers strike way back when. The Princess[sup]TM[/sup] and I were flying to visit with my big sis. Princess was just six months old and all sudden like I started angsting about her little baby life. White knuckle flyer ever since.
Tupug the flyless
It wasn’t so much you as the “wake of destruction” you usually left in your path. I had to think of the children first.
That wasn’t so much a path as a maze Shibb. And I was the victim there, the victim!
When I was trying to find out how to spell “Schrödinger” I found this link. (Google used as Spell Check) It’s a good one. You can maybe kill a cat plus there’s a link to one of Cecil’s columns.
You know why I didn’t embolden “Cecil” there? Because he never checks these things out, so why embolden his name? So it stands out and he could see it better? NO WAY! If he ever shows up in an MMP:
I’m happy because I got to see Rue use the name Puddin’, which I absolutely love.
Fran ain’t too shabby herself! 
Tired. Made Mr. Lissar a doctor’s appointment. Tired. Someone want to clean my house for me while I do laundry?
If anyone has Good Thoughts and Prayers[sup]tm[/sup] left, could you spare a few for my Best Friend and her family? Her grandmother died about a month ago, and her grandfather has an infection (don’t know what type), is deeply depressed, and is probably going to die very soon. He won’t talk to Best Friend when she calls him, and he’s just shutting down and waiting to die. The family is very upset.
I hope Kallessa’s Mom keeps getting better.
Lissla I’m just chock full o’ good thoughts and prayers, so I’m sending some to your best friend and her grandfather. I always got enough of those to go around. BTW, you feeling better?
In other news, ACBG called. He said to meet him at The Harvest Moon (a yummy local restaurant) after work. He’s got a hankerin’ for their Chicken Roaster Pizza and wants to treat me. AWWWWWW!!! Ain’t he sweet! Maybe we’ll have “dessert” afterwards.
Make that double for me, too, lis. You just never run out of them good thoughts and prayers.
My roast intimidates me. It cost an arm and a leg and I don’t know about the stuffing. It’s parsley-heavy and I don’t usually use a lot of parsley. Will it be good or transfer excessive parsleyness throughout a thirty dollar roast? Otherwise I think it’ll be okay, I mean it’s beef tenderloin wrapped in bacon. Also, liquid smoke smells horrid and I can’t believe I used some but I was desperate.
[sup]No swampy, [/sup] you have no reason to worry about a swap with me. That one student’s braces came loose entirely on their own, my cookies weren’t implicated in the crime at all. Gimmee biscuits.
Ooh scout! Scoooouuuuut! Do you know of a well-stocked likker store in San Diego? I need to find some calvados and maybe some nice ale but there’s barely any of that sort of fancy pants stuff roun’ chere.
What is taking amazon so long with my book order? It’s been nearly a month and it’s not like I ordered a weird rare book or anything. I have been reduced to reading books from my pile of ‘someday I’m gonna read’ type books. The Probable Future was okay, and right now I’m reading a book by the guy who wrote The Mambo Kings. So far, eh. I miss when I was a kid and everything in books was new and they set my brain on fire with ideas.
Happy thoughts for everyone who needs them. It’s all going to be all right.
Well, it does involve bears, leather and what I determined to be the human equivalent of a dog biscuit. There was some begging for a treat too, but I won’t embarrass ACBG by going into details.
KalleyMom update: she had a little trouble as she was coming out of the anesthesia, when they can’t give her any pain medicine–seems they had her arm over her head during the surgery, and it made her arthritis hurt something awful! My sister said it caused Mom more pain than the incision. 
But once she was coherent enough, they started her on a maximum dose of morphine and by early evening she was doing great. Stoned out of her mind, but not in pain.
swampy, darlin’, can we come up with another euphemism instead of “dessert”? When I read it, I experience cognitive dissonance related to the inherent conflicts between my desire for rich chocolate torte with coffee ice cream (my first choice for dessert) and my desire to be desired as dessert.
Good news on KalleyMom. Whyinhell did they have her arm up over her head? Never mind. I don’t want to know.
Ashes, expensive meat scares me, too. It’s a good thing I can only afford pot roast. Good luck. Sounds good, anyway.
Mr. Lissar has a doctor’s appointment on Thursday, and he says he’s going in to work tomorrow. I dunno. Maybe if we drug him early tonight, and he gets some real sleep…
Sort of Funny Story. Best Friend has had some depression issues, and so she was talking to her therapist about everything that’s going on. She’s got hypothyroidism, her husband’s got Marfan’s Syndrome, her grandma just died of cancer and her grandpa’s probably dying too. And they’re very young, broke, and in grad school.
Therapist: I think that you really tend to worry about health a lot. That’s a theme for you, isn’t it?
:smack:
Stupid twit (the therapist)! She should pay me to be her therapist. Or I’ll get her a teddy bear or a potted plant or something. Of frickin’ course she’s got a health-worry-theme going on. Idiot.
Mr. Lissar demands that I eat something. He thinks one or two meals a day aren’t enough.
I doubt that when ACBG comes that he brings pie… :eek: :rolleyes:
That last smiley was supposed to be the shit-eating grin, not rolleyes.
What, do I look like a lush?!?
The first place that comes to mind is Beverages & More, because they have such large stores. So I went to www.bevmo.com and it turns out that they do have calvados (several kinds on the website at least) - the closest store to you is La Mesa, but if you’re coming all the way in to town anyway, you can always hit the one in Mission Valley, since it ain’t too far from Fashion Valley Mall (and I’m sure you wouldn’t mind a trip there, right?)
Acourse, they do ship stuff, so you might be able to score your likker while you’re in your jammies.
OK, who hasn’t bought their Thanksgiving turkey yet? ME! But I think we’ll go out tonight and get the assorted ingredients as well as the bird. No way I want to shop next week.
Wonder if I can find my pumpkin pie recipe and my lemon meringue recipe. I think I know where my cookbooks are…
Yay for Kalleymom! Continued thoughts, prayers and good vibes for a speedy recovery!
Well, geez, Kalley, if it’s after dinner and well, ACBG is sweet, what else could it be?
vunderbob when ACBG comes… ok, ain’t gonna go there.
Ashes[sup]2[/sup] I dunno about this deal anymore. Looks like I ain’t gettin’ cookies in trade. HUMPH!
I haven’t bought no turkey gear. I’ve bought one of practically everything else in the store, but no turkey. Get to shopping FCM, it’s already middling crazy in the stores.
Suuure swampy, you just don’t want the MMP to know your biscuits aren’t up to scratch. I’ll bet you make 'em with bisquick and your sweet tea is instant! Heee! I just started a nuclear war, southern style.
Goodness no, scout, you are ever so the glamourous lady, terribly refined, terribly(my lorgnette has come loose)! Which is why you’d know which joint had the best hooch, and being a local broad, you’d be able to save me wear and tear on my get away sticks. I really wanted to work in a reference to talking on the Ameche, but I’m tapped out. So instead I say thanks for the lead on some alky-hol.