Speaking of luck, I seem to be having lots of bad luck lately. Must have something to with black cats…
Speaking of cats, all of mine seem to have vanished. Since we’ve got four of them, in a relatively small house, it seems my luck is about to get pretty bad.
I’m thinking there’s an ambush waiting for me in the living room.
My sister ambushed me on Sunday with a challenge that we both start on a diet next week.
I’ thinkin’ about it.
I had mozzeralla sticks for dinner.
People bugging me to diet or quit smoking really sticks in my craw.
My dietary intake today was bad. There I was, ust finished a good solid workout, and the first thing I put in my mouth is some tortilla chips with cheese, microwaved to melt the cheese. Man that is so good.
Nothing like a smoke after a good workout!
::ducking::
I’m smoke free for 1 year, 2 months. I don’t feel any healthier.
I’m girlfriend-free for more than a year and 2 months now. man, that sucks.
I’m girlfriend-free for WAY more than a year and 2 months now. That neither sucks, nor blows.
You don’t need a weather man to tell which way the wind blows.
Speaking of weathermen, are any of you Dopers centenarians, and thus eligible to get birthday greetings from Willard Scott?
Anyone else ever heard that Ray Stevens tune, Cool Down Willard?
Cracks me up.
I’ve always liked the name “Ray.”
My parents’ first formal date was a concert given by Johnnie Ray, the “crying crooner” mentioned in Come on Eileen.
My boyfriend’s name is John.
I’m her boyfriend named John.
i gotta go to the john.
So just why do groups of women all go to the john at once?
The first time I tried to do the italics vB code it didn’t work because I used triangular brackets instead of the squared off ones.