Old women would blush, and young girls would squeal.
Howdy Y’all! The fish fry N.O.L. was a big success. Miss Becky was quite pleased as she does lurve her some fried catfish. We had catfish, fries, hushpuppies, coleslaw, cheese grits and mandarin orange cake. Tres nummy! We ate at 12:30 P.M. and I’m still feelin’ full as is OYKW. Thus dindin will be make a sammich if you feel like eatin’. The way things stand now, da bear won’t be eatin’. Soooooooo good though!
{{{Taters}}} glad your MILs service went well. Here’s hopin’ y’all get the legal stuff over with soonest. In the meantime, relax for a bit. You deserve it.
Feel better soonest Spaz.
We may have some medical intrigue here. I met a friend (who had surgery a few days earlier than me at the same hospital) out shopping this afternoon, and found that they too had a bad reaction to the supposedly hypoallergenic steri-strips. For me it was bad itching and bright pink, irritated skin, and she went one step worse with blistering.
Makes me wonder if the hospital bought a knock-off brand?
**FCD **is somewhere in Georgia, dealing with rain. Poor guy has had a terribly ride thanks to an accident in SC. With luck, he’ll get to his folks’ by 9…
Good thing that he is not on the bike.
And he just called from the Florida state line, still being rained upon. Poor baby…
Did he take the car so that he can bring back live rock?
Nope, he took the car because he’s not ready to ride 800 miles on the bike in the rain with a cooler strapped down to the bitch seat. No more live rock - we’re kinda loaded with it.
And I’m outta here till tomorrow.
MWAH!!
gotti I was just wonderin’ how you were gettin’ along after the surgery. If you were out shoppin’ I guess pretty good, so yay!
Must be really rainy on the east side of Jawja then. Though it’s been pretty much cloudy all day we haven’t had more than a few sprinkles here in southwest Jawja.
{{{Taters}}}
**Swampy ** I swear one day I am going to show up at your door, wearing a bib, fork in one hand and a 6 pack in the other.
Long drives suck, long rainy drives suck worse.
I’m tired.
I don’t know what is up with Sah-kid, I can’t get him to go grocery shopping. I’ve told him I don’t care if he waits in the truck, I just want someone to go to watch the groceries while I get the truck.
I think he is depressed or something.
He’s eligible for an upgrade and new phone, his old phone is broken and he won’t go with me to get the phone either. I want him to get the new Samsung that is water proof and will take pictures under water, he doesn’t care.
Momma wants a new toy.
Sari I must warn you if your fork does not go with my tablescape you will have to leave it outside.
Gee Swampy you’re awfully picky about your decor for being a man, why if you’re not careful people might get the idea you are gay or sumpin. :eek:
Sari not GAY, it’s GRAY. Also, Sandra Lee, the Food Network bulimic alcoholic in residence, taught me that one must not just set one’s table one must tablescape one’s table. Thus I have learned that if there is not a lot of extraneous stuff clutterin’ up one’s dinin’ room table one has not set one’s table appropriately. Then again, she’s always swiggin’ away on some alcoholic concoction while explainin’ this so maybe I shouldn’t listen.
Exactly!
Midget would run away squealing;
retching;
looking for Sri Lankan spiders to steal sharp, point sticks from to poke her eyes out, but on the positive side her hiccups would be gone; probably forever! :eek:
Sari, two words for ya: Road Trip!
Swampy, I don’t care about leaving forks outside as I’ve won a few pie eating contests in my younger days. The most important rule to them: no hands allowed! 
Sorry, I shoulda included links: Flying Tastykake Day. They literally use snow shovels to fling Krimpets from the roof. Hands are up as much to catch as to prevent getting whapped in the head with raining snack foods. :eek:
Well, my hiccups have been gone for a while now. 
Went downtown and did a few things.
Now I’m at home watching videos and browsing twitter and Tumblr and being a silly fool. As usual. Hehehehe.
(No, I’m not drunk. I’ve said that enough times that it sounds like a denial, but trust me. I’m naturally this silly. 
)
Swampy the day I saw Sandra Lee (not to be confused with Sara Lee) mix up crab cakes using a fork to break up the lumps was the day I knew she is teh evil and should not be allowed in a kitchen.
I thought it was bad enough when Nathalie Dupree said she likes to eat her shrimp with the shells on for the added crunch. :eek:
I wonder if she feels the same way about egg shells in her omelets. YUK!
Justin Wilson, now there was a man who could cook, and drink, and keep on cooking. I loved that man!
Once I saw a picture of some crab cakes on Facebook. It was shared by a friend. But the person who had originally taken the picture had misspelled a word in the caption. My friend hadn’t caught the misspelling. So when I pointed out that the caption said “crap cakes,” and that that didn’t sound appetizing, my friend thought it was hilarious. 
Do not taunt George Thorogood. :dubious:
Don’t worry, sari, I’ve got (literally) thousands of pieces of silverware in stock - I can help you find ones that swampy will simply love!
Most?:eek:
{{{{{Taters}}}}
Apes, I’ll add myself to the AWWWWW! corus.
got a refurbed computer on Friday. I’t going downhill already, and is gonna be singing “Daisy” soon at this rate.