evilmthlady, my Pooh (vintage 1970) will be glad to keep yours company. There are people who understand the whole story and are glad to have you here!
Count me in on the pancakes, washte…I was walking back from my Sunday morning show on the radio and got the craving walking past one of the businesses on the square, so pancakes sound wonderful.
Ah, bless you, bodypoet! A vintage Lite Brite! It’s like I’m seven again, you wonderful dear, you…
my pooh is about the same age… they will get along well… while we do the lite brite! this is so much fun!
ArrrMatey: thanks for the feeties… nice and cozy. 
mmmm the chocolate is fantastic! just what I needed guys!
thank you!!!
mwa! :-x
Wow, seems like I missed quite a bit when I went to work on Friday.
For those who have to go for a bit be safe and stay well.
Deadly, I’m serious if you need to talk I am a darn good listener. And nothing goes any further than me. I think the only other doper I have on my yahoo list is bodypoet.
Alright, I’m going to sit and watch the rest of Buffy and then snooze off and on.
The heathens are on spring break, and my husband woke them about a half hour ago. I guess he doesn’t think that I need any sleep. I have been up since 10am yesterday and worked all night.
I guess I should get off that subject before our nice thread ends up in the pit.
Everyone is invited to dinner tonight. Lincolnshire sausage, mash, onion gravy, roasted parsnips, carrots, petit pois, broccoli and cauliflower.
Brown sauce or ketsup for those whe need it.
Big cuppa tea after or a nice glass of wine.
Anyone hungry?
I’m here…I’ve just been outside gardening. I figure if something big happens, I’ll find out about it, so I haven’t turned on the news.
Oh, evil, I’m sorry you were held hostage by the protestors. Sssshhhh…I’ll do your your hair again, and we’ll pop in Monsters, Inc in the VCR…Boo!
I’m hungry. I’m ALWAYS hungry. I have no idea what Lincolnshire sausage is, but I’m still in. Are there any bigger plates in there?
Ivylass, will you do my hair too? It’s short, but I’ll be happy if you just comb it or mess with it, I’m not picky.
And after Monsters, Inc, we could watch Shanghai Noon. MMmm, Owen Wilson…
This place has the greatest dinners…
Another cold snap on the way in for the next couple of days, so I’m making chili again tonight. It’ll help us keep those spring colds at bay.
And since the macaroni seemed to go over so well, I think I’ll make a little more of that, since I miss her and it’s her recipe…
It’s good to see you all here, still keepin’ it goin’!
Darn, Washte, I missed your dinner last night. Sounded good, too. Chili for tonight sounds good, though, todd. It’s cold & rainy here, too. Just as well I was planning on working inside.
Mmmm, chili! And I got hungry for potatoes and onions, so I whipped up a batch of those too.
Darn this cold weather again, too! I was really getting used to a nice warm paper route…but as long as I’m not wading through snow, I won’t complain too much, I suppose.
I got a new chalkboard and a bunch of colored chalk to play with, if anyone wants to draw!
Chili’s done, and, taking a cue from bodypoet and the weather, I do believe I’ll whip on some potato soup, and some clam chowder, a little something to let us hold on until the heat returns tomorrow.
LurkMeister and bodypoet, what would you like for your bowls of chili? Todd begins setting up bowls and plates full of various good things - diced onions, tortillas, cooked spaghetti, sharp cheddar, jalapenos for those that want them
Anyone else?
Onions and cheddar on the chili, please. I’ve heard of people having it with spaghetti, but never tried it myself (although I do like chili mac, which I suppose is similar). I like cornbread with chili when I can get it; I once had chili in a restaurant served in a cornbread bowl (they also served beef stew in a sourdough bowl).
Clam chowder…as long as it’s the real thing, without the tomatoes.
**gravs a bowl, and loads up w/ plenty of chili and cheese, and digs in. ** mmmmmmmmmmm much love to you!
How’s everything going w/ everyone now? Things going ok?
grrr… *grabs
I… will… preview… I… will… preview…
LurkMeister, I promise that you will find not a scrap of a tomato in this clam chowder. That’s a sore point for me too.
Lynne_kilii, it was my pleasure, and much love back to you. It’s good to see you again. Doing fine here, how are you doing?
Let’s see…in my chili, I want a little extra tomato and onion, and that should do it. And a nice stack of crackers, and a side of peanut butter sandwich. With a glass of milk…aaaah, perfection.
Thank you, Todd! Perfect timing!
Lynne, good here…kind of quiet in the comfort zone right now, but that’s because everyone is either sleeping or out planting flowers, I think. I’m considering a new hosta bed, myself, since there’s plenty of shade here.
Whew! I think it might be time for a housecleaning party soon…
There, bodypoet, all set with your hair. I hope you like the pink pony barettes.
It got cold here in my neck of the woods yesterday…down to the upper 30s! I thought spring was here? I’m going out to the hot tub…
todd, things are ok over here with me, although I’m totally stressed over school, moving out, prom, and my boyfriend. Oh, to not be a teenager:rolleyes:
More importantly, my mom is in surgery today, and I’m worried aboot her, cause I know thats no fun, and she’s going to be stuck around the house for weeks, which is just not her style. I’m going to go see her tonight.
Thank you, Ivylass! My hair feels all bouncy now!
Lynne, sit right down here. You’re all full of stress and you need a little pampering…I’ll work on your shoulders and Todd can do your feet. How about a little snack? What sounds good?
Maybe we’d better get your momma in here too…I’m just sure we could make her feel all better. Give her hugs for us, and good wishes, okay?
mmmmm chili!
Hrm. What more can I bring to the party?
Aha!
Hot cocoa with either honey or vanilla. Or both, I suppose- I’ve never been that decadent. And peanut butter sammiches cut into small triangles. When I was a kid, my mom would ask me every day what I wanted for lunch. She knew I’d always say peanut butter, but she’d always ask.
Hell, I need back in. I’ve just spent the past several hours being amazingly, frustratedly destructive over stuff that really -shouldn’t- matter to me. Scoot over, I’m back.