We didn’t finish off all the leftovers, but we made a dent in them, so that’s good. Pie later. Rest now.
I’m sure the dogs and cats can help you with that. 
But how many of her loser boyfriends have referred to you as a mutha?
[spoiler]Probably all of them.
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Did some Polar Vortex camping on Wed night. It was 55° downstairs when I came home & in the mid 40°s upstairs when I went to bed. I can now cross ‘go to sleep with gloves on’ off the list of things I’ve never done. :eek:
Stoopit leaf!!!
Midget, do you ever play your uke with your teeth?
I played guitar with my teeth once . . . Once.
I enjoy watch Gordie suffer. 
$1685?:eek: Yuo know how much bacon and beer that will buy?
Goodness Gracious.
Too much Manichevitz, however one spells it? 
I’m sure you were very cute.
Whose loser boyfriends? You lost me.
One of the NPR weenies…from “Wait, wait, don’t tell me”… Peter Sagel, a nice Jewish Boy, explained that a Polar Vortex is a piece of the North Pole that got drunk, stumbled into the USA and passed out.
I believe I would become ill rather quickly on bacon and beer.
Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) tells me there is a ninety day period after which checks become invalid. Anyone know about that?
Ya weenie. I got arctic rated sleeping bags, and I’ve used them to the limits of their individual ratings. Most recently was 25F, and it was toasty. Stacked together, they’re good for -20F. Haven’t tried them that low, yet. No gloves were needed 
In 1982, the Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) to be and I spent a 25 F night in my barn with a boy scout sleeping bag, a bottle of Scotch and some cigarettes. You, Sir, are also a weenie.
You people are crazy. “Roughing it” for me is basic cable.
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Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) tells me there is a ninety day period after which checks become invalid. Anyone know about that?
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The Uniform Commercial Code used to define a check as “stale” if it was over six months old. Today, in practice, there’s no defined time limit as checks tend to fly though the exchanges and clearinghouses without being seen by humans, and when humans do look at them, they ignore the date. As long as a check is paid in good faith (by the check writer’s bank), and there’s no known reason not to pay it, such as a hard stop or the account is closed, it’s valid. After six months, the bank is not obligated to pay a check, but they generally will, since the automated processing ignores the date.
Up, caffeinated, off to work. Laundry afterwards.
Happy Saturday!
It’s a wet rainy cool 37 degrees with a projected high of 60.
I’m up too early, my sleep patterns are all out of whack.
I did my share of roughing it in my younger days, now I like the comforts of civilized living.
No, roughing it is a hotel without room service.
Yes, I’m up, because someone’s dog wouldn’t go back to sleep after being fed at 5AM. So I gave up and came out here, only to discover that said dog peed on the carpet in front of the fireplace. The same dog that arrived in this house without consultation with me…
Today’s plans include breakfast in Leonardtown, a couple of loads of laundry, and now spot cleaning the carpet in front of the fireplace. It’s supposed to rain pretty much all day. I know part of the day will be spent packing - them not me. They’ll be heading back to Duke around lunchtime tomorrow, and **FCD **won’t get back till next Saturday. So I’m facing one more week without adult supervision.
Meanwhile, it’s ridiculously dark out and I wish I was still sleeping. Stoopit dog.
Happy Saturday anyway.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. Heck, I should be up. I went to sleep at seven last night! Great night’s sleep however. 'Tis 65 Amurrkin and rainyish out. The predicted high is 70 with rain/tstorms/apocalypse.
The big plan today is dindin at the Eyetalian restaurant in large and in charge Sylvester, Jawja. I feel like I’m pretty much over the crud this mornin’, but shall spend the day bein’ a slug to make sure I am good and recuperated. Plus, if it is rainy all day, then it’s a good day to stay inside.
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants food. This is a good sign as I really have not wanted to eat for the past couple days.
Happy Sattidy Y’all!
No, “roughing it” is a Days Inn with no TV at all.
blurf. I had me a big ol’ Mudslide last night and am paying for it now. 
Rosie, no teevee and no room service? Why, one just may as well spend the night in a cave then! Oh wait… 
She has the Big Head, Swampy because she won 15 POINTS in the Death Pool. :rolleyes:
and did I have the guy this year? I did not.
and that’s why jumping on the bandwagon works.