It was that pesticide you spilled all over…
I personally think that sulphur is a worse smell than skunk-like smells.
We had a “bad smells” thread at one point. It was rather disgusting, and rather entertaining.
A[sup]2[/sup]!!!
Oh and the pesticide was not spilled. It blew up. The pesticide went kaboom. I don’t know if it was an Earth shatterin’ kaboom though.
Leftover chikin pot pie for dindin. YUM! Also Evening Prayer over to the church house resumes tonight. Lookin’ forward to that.
At a show once I had a lady bring me a spoon that she had mangled in her garbage disposal. I didn’t realize until after it was gone that it was sterling. Woohoo! (I don’t work with those, I sell them instead.)
Smartass! Just you wait, someday I’m going to come to Pittsburgh and find you! 
I’m sorry for the loss of your friend, CatDude. 
And hugs to everyone else who needs them.
Well, trip to France with Mom is off. When we added up all the miscellany, the price went from “We can do this” to “Are they out of their @%#%(^ *minds???” So I’m looking for a cruise around the British Isles or Scandinavia or the Baltic. After all, next year, she hits 80 and I hit 60 - that’s cause for celebrations for sure!
Other than that, nothing exciting here. Leftovers for supper - we’ll do sketties tomorrow when daughter comes to dine. Just another day in paradise!
Why? You tell a bad knock knock joke?
ugh - I am eggs awst ed!!!
Irked, laundered, came home.
Sorry about your friend, CatDude.
{{{{Taters}}}}
{{{{{{{CatMan}}}}}}}
So you admit you blew pesticide all over! Wait. That sounds kinda pervy…
Howdy do all! I’m lurking most of the time, sorta like a goofy guardian angel or Santa; take your pick.
For me, I’m looking for an affordable apartment in Sonoma county. People who know this area are laughing uncontrollably at that. I may need to just bite the bullet and get a roomie, but I don’t wanna!
Everybody just behave yourselves and be happy and healthy-- that’s an order. Hugs to all!
I’m getting a cold. I don’t want a cold. 
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 64 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 74 for the day. Since I have to be out and about at irk, I’m glad it’s at least warmish and not rainy.
{{{StickyBuns}}} I hear ya. This stoopid call I have is drivin’ me crazy!
Forgot to say this yesterday. {{{Taters}}} and MIL. Here’s hopin’ she gets well enough to stay by herself again.
Now I need more caffiene and brekkie for rumbly tummy. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence.
Happy Thursday Y’all!
Good morning. That’s all I’ve got. Send chocolate.
Happy Thursday!
Up, caffeinated, off to irk.
{Taters}. Forgot to hug you yesterday.
Today should be the day. It’s us and one other offer on the house.
Set blurfage to maximum.
Blurfage at warp speed Captain! I canna give her any more or she’ll blow!
Like 24 55 gallon drums of insecticide!
Everybody run for your lives! The W2s are here!
I don’t think I’ve ever gotten a W2 so soon, but that’s tempered by the IRS not accepting any tax returns until the end of January while they sort things out in the aftermath of Congressional dawdling.
UGH… 26 cents has kicked me to the next tax bracket.
Whew! What a morning!! I had to get our Queen of IT to uninstall then reinstall Solid Works, but now it’s working! YAY!! I’ve also been rasslin’ with stress analysis - I understand what I need to do, but I was struggling with the math. So I’m going to simplify with assumptions. It’s really a silly exercise because the part I’m analyzing weighs less than 3# - there’s no way it’s going to cause its fasteners to fail in a 20g crash! But I’ve got to show the math…
But for now, it’s a nice salad and a few minutes to breathe…
Tell me again why I came out of retirement??
