I went to the feed store for food for Gordie ,and the food sto for stuff for me. Ancho orange chicken is marinating in the fridge for tonight, and homemade pasta sauce is simmering on the stove for tomorrow night’s dinner. Gordon has just indecated that he wishes to go out.
You rock! Whick reminds me, I have just enough space to cram a megapack under the sink. off to the sto tomorrow!
Jim, Raliegh has good food trucks. Some will be at the Caniac Carnival, to kick off hockey season.
Butters, glad you got your shot. Hope it helps.
Nettie, I have an elephant moshpit upstairs from me. But there are worse things than loud music(gunfire, burning trucks, 0300 domestic disturbances: had 'em all in da Hood)
Red, I love the fez toilet paper cozy.
Flytrap, just what it says. matching cozies to cover the TP and soap dish.
Sari it does this old bear’s heart good to know you have such high priorities. ::sniff:: A matchin’ cozy set. Now that’s class! We Mumpers know how to accessorize a terlet!
There you go Flytrap
I don’t know how long the picture will last as it has been sold to me, but scroll down to the white poodle.
**Swampy ** I knew you would approve
Yeah I do Doggio
Some criminals are so dumb. This guy calls his gf all day, then after he murders her he stops calling her. A smart person would know to keep calling and leaving messages. Some worried ones, some angry ones.
My left eye has been twitching since about lunchtime. The last time it did this was in 1991 when my mom was ill with colon cancer. Everyone in the family is fine. I checked. So why won’t it stop?
Good Mornin’ Y"all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 74 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 91 for the day and maybe rain. For all the thunder rumblin’s last night, we got zilch. Looks like all the storms went around us.
This mornin’ I shall deheathenate Luterun style as I shall serve at the nine o’clock service this mornin’. After that we shall do a brunch of sammiches and whatever we rummage outta da fridge cause da bear ain’t in cook mode.
And now, as promised, a bonus update of MOOOOOOM’S life as a [del]pirate[/del] tourist on the high seas.
I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy is hongry. Also at some point purtification for deheathenization must commence.
Speaking of which, Swampy, there is a 5k that you wanna sign up for uppa thisa way: *In the “challenge”, you run 2.5k, eat a half pound of bacon and then run the final 2.5k. AWESOME!!! *
Personally, Imma thinkin’, “Yeeeccchhhh” & tummy ache!
It’s a cool, breezy, sunny 55 degrees outside. Actually a little BRRRRR sitting here by the open window. The high predicted is 71. This is perfect weather.
Of course the AC is on and ran all night but since I don’t pay the electric bill no reason for me to complain.
*Moshing, also known as “slamdancing”, is a style of dance where participants push or slam into each other. It is usually associated with “aggressive” music genres, such as hardcore punk and numerous styles of heavy metal. It is primarily done to live music, although it can be done to recorded music.[1]
Variations of moshing exist, and can be done alone as well as in groups. Moshing usually happens in a “pit” (sometimes called a “mosh pit”) and is intended to be energetic and full of body contact. *
Howdy Y’all! Home from Luterun deheathenization. OYKW is foragin’ da fridge. I am not innerested in the comsumption of vittles right now. My sinuses are actin’ up and I’m just not hongry. I think shortly I shall partake of Benadryl[sup]TM[/sup] and have me a lie down.
Spidey I suppose if anything could get me to run 2.5k it would be a half pound of bacon waitin’ at the end.
I made it till 6:30 am. Probably should go in the thread about things you where not told about getting old.
Well, what the heck. MMP is just about sharing, right?
My Wife and I are heading out to Lake Tahoe tomorrow. We are driving from Colorado. She will be racing her 5th full 140 mile IronMan triathlon. I’m the Sherpa, pit crew and all around support.
From wiki - “It is widely considered one of the most difficult one-day sporting events in the world.”
My Wife is 54.
Oye. Just hope she can finish with out injury. She broke some bones in her hand from a fall in the last race. She hopes to come in under 16 hours. 17 hours is the cut off. DNF.
Gonna be a long day for me too. But my Wife understands that completely.
I slept in until 8:30 this morning, so about 9 1/2 hours of sleep. I feel like I wasted part of the day, but oh well. Also, dreams about motion sickness suck.
enipla, Since you are a sherpa I propose that your Mumper be Sherpa. I think it is awesome that you support your wife like that. Go Mrs Sherpa, do it in 15.
We Mumpers know how to accessorize a terlet!
