Only three years left. 
Got up for my second cup of WTHU, and missed the edit window.
My leg is doing better. Still limping, and I brought my cane with me but not using it at the moment. I’m to the point that if I’m off my leg, it hurts just enough to register. Walking is maybe a 3 of 10. If I make an unusual motion, I have a gust of 6 or 7/10. I predict near normal around Thursday.
I kind of like a cane, for all the wrong reasons. Comes in handy for whacking the puppehs…
Wiki, older than dirt? Join the crowd. You’re still hawt…
Please 'splain…I was under the impression it happens tonight around 6:00 pm’ish? Are you going all Julian calendar on me? All I really know is that tomorrow we begin to gain daylight again, and that is a good thing in my world! 
For that matter, why am I unable to color code your name in the quote ?
Aw…let’s run away together, oh wait, you are still married, damn. Oh well, here’s a hug for making me feel good. I use a cane too, what happened to you?
For that matter, what’s up with Dotty? hugs just for cause…
My brother used to have these trucks with mouths. You pressed down on their rear ends and the front end would open to reveal teeth. I’ve yet to meet anyone who remembers these things.
So much work, plus Christmas shopping, PLUS it’s essay week for my class. Eek!
Back at ya!
I found a silverfish in my bathtub this morning. (the pest, not an actual fish)
Slipped on ice yesterday, folded my right leg, and landed on it. I’m very lucky I didn’t break anything.
ETA: <goose>
this. As for color coding my name within the quote brackets - can’t be done.
As for what’s up with dotty, scroll to post # 22
Owie, Bobbio! Be careful, you don’t want to be the call your buddies come to fetch to the ER! I have a nice chunk of diamond willow a friend made into a cane for me. It’s nice and solid, and when I get irritated it makes a satisfying whacking sound when I “stomp” it on the floor!
Hi hellpaso, and thanks! Do you have a nick yet? Oh, and ewww with regard to the silverfish!
Julian, Mayan, it’s a short daylight day either way, lol! Thanks for the coding info, I thought I was having a dumb moment.
Oh, dang Dotty, (((hugs))) and healthy thoughts.
Stephen King made toys? 
Um, no, don’t recall those either, but they sound vaguely creepy.
Hey, do they still make Guck? Or whatever it was called? That green slime that served no purpose other than to get all over everything. ISTR One particular version that came with little plastic (purple?) worms, and another version that was an Incredible Hulk tie-in. (The original 70s version, that is.)
On a cool note, in Googling for that Guck stuff, I found a pair of rather cool sites: In The 70s and In The 80s, with pictures of toys, foods, cereals and all sorts of other stuff from those eras. Total browser crack for us GenX’ers.
Dotty - I’m sorry to hear that. But on a good note at least they can probably get rid of it, and you’ve got a damn good reason to get utterly shitfaced.
hellpaso - Ack! I hate silverfish. I had a bit of an infestation a while back. A can of Raid for crawling insects did the trick very handily.
(((((Dotty))))) - really sorry to hear the news but hopefully it’s been caught in time that they can get everything nasty out of there.
Well, I am at home enjoying my lovely central heating while it’s snowy, cold and icy outside. We didn’t get much snow but it was enough to make my mum panic yesterday as I was over at hers and she insisted that I left early. It wasn’t really enough snow to be a problem but I did appreciate being able to drive home in daylight for a change.
I’ve finished work for the year now, so I’m pottering around at home today. The chippie was supposed to be finishing the bathroom vanity unit but he’s pleading a bad case of man-flu so he’s hopefully coming tomorrow instead. I don’t mind, I can wait until the new year if I need to, it’s not that much of a bother.
So far today I’ve sorted out the fuzzbutts, done laundry and been out to deliver some stuff for one of the local councillors which didn’t take me too long so I’m pleased about that 'cos it’s a bit parky out there. Now I have some cleaning up to do and then I need to put some icing on my hexmas cake.
Tonight it’s my turn to cook too, and I have to be very careful because I’m only 1lb away from my target weight at Fat Club…and I get weighed tomorrow night. In anticipation of good news, the champagne is already in the fridge!
Firstly, {{{{{{{{Dotty}}}}}}}}; you’ll be in my thoughts and prayers. BBBBBobbio, glad to hear that you’re feeling better and it’s not a break.
I sorta misunderstood Rosie’s OP intent. I do hold true to my stuffed basset hound dog, though - I’ve yet to find another one like my Cleo! And the Uncle Wiggly board game is probably a rarity as well. One thing I secretly wanted to get as an older child was one of those pogo sticks. LOL They do still exist, I think; at least, I saw one in a toy store about 15 years ago. You used to be able to get inexpensive toys/games that could be put in the Christmas stocking, like tops and yo-yos and hot wheel cars, but you can’t really find good, inexpensive stocking stuffers today, unfortunately.
Still snowed in, btw, and federal government is shut down in DC. My son did go to work today so I’ll see what he has to say about the state of things outdoors when he returns.
Woo hoo, first on two! 
That’s what I was thinking. Those jokers would trauma strip me just for fun.
Then the restraints, since I am certain that you would be uncooperative… 
slinks back under her rock…
Bobbio, when hubby had to take a ride in the back of his own big red bus, his guys were too freaked out to do anything like that. They thought they were going to have to intubate him and no one wanted to be that guy. Hubby does most of their intubations. Luckily, the epi kept that from being necessary. Take care.
Dotty, my thoughts are with you.
Well crap, Dotty. I’m sorry to read this. Your husband better be treating you REEEAAAAAL nice.
Hugs Dotty!!!
I thought they got banned because little flakes were flying off and maiming all of us who were alive back then. Wonder if the new ones are as good? I still have my old pair (no smart-assed remarks please) and a comparison test sounds like a good afternoon killer.
the new ones don’t make nearly as much noise, and are made of lightweight plastic balls at the end of nonflexing plastic sticks. The originals had a heavier plastic, almost as dense as glass, balls at the end of strings. And they weren’t banned because of flying flecks, they were banned because of the injuries sustained when the strings went slack.
All the toys from my childhood are making a big comeback, probably because Teh Evil Marketing People realised that most of us are now having kids of our own… which means we can live vicariously through our kidlets by buying up all those overpriced faddish toys our own parents refused to buy for us (says the girl whose mother bought her a knock-off Cabbage Patch Kid because the real ones were “too expensive”).
I hate what they did to Rainbow Brite, though. :mad:
{{{{{{{{Dotty}}}}}}}}} 
I’m feeling curiously unmotivated today. I’ve been trying to work like a good corporate drone, but I keep getting distracted by other stuff. Hopefully the quasi-ADD wears off by the time I get home, because I’ve got a giant list of chores that need to get done before Mumsy Dearest descends upon us tomorrow night. Ick.
Howdy Y’all! Dang what a chatty bunch! Page two already! 
{{{dotty}}} you’ll be in my thoughts and prayers.
Tonka trucks were the best! I’m pretty sure there’s still some of mine up in the attic at mom’s place. One of these days we need to clean that attic and find out what’s really up there.
I had this toy rocket launcher. It was cool! It was spring loaded and would launch a rocket up to twelve feet! The rocked had a little parachute attached to it that was supposed to open so it could float back down but it didn’t. Anywho… I got it when I was eight. It rained that Christmas day. So, I decided to launch my rocket which would shoot up to twelve feet in the bedroom I shared with little bro. One little logistic problem there… the house had ten feet ceilings. My rocket took a nice little chunk out of the plaster ceiling and made a really jake noise doin’ it. I, however, was, to say the least, not my parents favorite child for a few days. 
OOH! OOH! The Thingmaker! I loved it! You could also make edible creepy crawlies with stuff called Gobbeldy Gook! Fun times!
Tonight is men’s night at church. I have steaks marinated and beer chilled. Always a good time!
Those are hard plastic balls on strings, right? Noisy and lethal - what more could a kid want??
**tarra **- I’ve still got my bouffant Barbie - I think I got her for Christmas in 1964, so not the original, but still vintage. I had Ken, too, but I think he was passed to my cousin.
Haunted Pasta - I think I remember the exploding cars you mentioned. I never had any but my brother might have. But your comment reminded me of my husband telling me about playing with his G.I. Joes as a kid. He and his friends played “prisoner of war camp” and they buried and tortured and blew up their Joes with firecrackers. Oddly enough, he grew up to be a mostly gentle person. Guess he got it out of his system early.
{{{{Dotty}}}}
Like a dummy, I drank caffeinated diet Coke for our late lunch yesterday. As a result, I lay awake very late last night - I know I saw the clock at 12:30. Not good when you get up at 5. That may have contributed to me forgetting my purse until I was halfway to work, so I had to turn around and head back home. Still, I was only about half an hour later than normal, so no big.
Apparently they plowed early yesterday, and there was much meltage in the parking lot. The walk to the door was very scary. But I didn’t fall, so there’s that. And when I left, it was melted and not slippery.
Bad Chinese for supper, because I don’t feel like cooking.
One down, two anna half to go.
Oh yeah - all youse noobs - welcome to the wonderful world of Mumpers! You sure pulled them in, rosie!