Are the two of you talking about getting a piece on the side? On a Sunday ? A Sunday?
I’m shocked…shocked I tell you.
My work is done. 
Cuke salad is marinating in the fridge. Two meatloaves have been assembled and are now in the freezer, freezing. Guess I need to start hauling toys, etc, downstairs, and I definitely need some treadmill time. What else does one do on a dreary, soggy day?
RoxyLand Phase One is done. Pics on FB. I did an hour on the treadmill, and I just ate a 'nanner. I think I’ve earned chillage time.
So I shouldn’t tell you that FWB got here yesterday and he just left? 
{{{{{Butters}}}}} I never know the right thing to say, but if I was there I’d hug you.
Wifey opened the blinds on our back window this morning and looked out at the bird feeders, that we filled yesterday afternoon, and said “there are no birds. Where are the birds?” We both looked out and, pretty much simultaneously said: “Birdy church.”
With that in mind, here’s a video, (I hope) of the little gluttons at the feeders:
Dammit! It won’t work. 
Here’s a link:
https://i.imgur.com/QNLCPxb.mp4
That’s a video I took last week and apparently tried to upload to Imgur 6 times, in different ways. It woudn’t seem to go. Now there are 6 copies of it out there. ???
I worked with big computers (IBMs) for over 30 years and these little Play Computers know it, and they hate me for it.
That’s the onlyest explanation that makes sense.
I’m gonna go do something else for awhile.
I’m all 
{{{{Butters}}}}
{{{{boofae}}}}
{{{{Nellie}}}}
37 and overcast (wind chill 29); high 37, low 33 with a 90% chance of rain tonight. Where’s my bloody snow?
Today’s motto: Sloths Are Us.
I wouldn’t have known it unless I saw the birthday cake by my name, but today I have been a member of SDMB for 21 years.
Well, speaking for myself- nothing. Nothing is what I do on dreary soggy days. Maybe noodle around a bit on the internet, read a book, glance at the laundry-covered chair, water the houseplants… but basically it’s just nothing.
It actually wasn’t too soggy here today, so I did make it out for countryside walkies, and harassed a few places about letting me live there (I have to be moved in 2 weeks and I still haven’t found a place- I’m used to winging things, but it is getting a little tight).
I thought you had to be at least 13 to join?
Howdy Y’all! We deheathenated and then had a hyoooooooooge N.O.L. at Sonny’s. So much so that the promised breakfast for sup is bein’ put off until tomorrow. Any need to feed this evenin’ will be in the way of snackage. I have hauled the biiiiiiiiiiiiiiig trash can all the way down to the road for pick up tomorrow. 'Tis chilly out so happy to be inside and warm.
See y’all in the new MMP!
Although it was a good year for the wife and me, I do recognize that 2020 was a shitshow for many people. But what if … if … 2021 turns out so bad that we look back with fond nostalgia on '20? I can see that happening.
Terrifying thought, but I’ve been worrying about that myself, 2021 saying “here, hold my Corona and watch this”.
Bite your tongue!
Better yet, hand it here and let me bite it… 
: Alex Catt likes this video :
Not me, I dusted, changed Alex’s litter box, cleaned the pet bowls, cleaned the bathroom, and vacuumed.
Happy Cake Day!
Oooooo, we’re getting kinky on Sunday night…
Ate at Outback and watched some tackleball (the Browns survived to get whupped next week) and did do a little tidying of Casa Rat, but nothing much else.
Now need to either forage for sustenance at home or head out into the wild and procure edibles. Looking like a Mickey D’s run right now.
All y’all take care and catch you on the next MMP.
Happy dopeversary Johnny!
Both closets are cleaned, some junk to take to the dumpster, a GW box started, lunches / breakfasts for the week prepped and supper almost et. Once KP is done, I’ll chill.
How freaking big IS that thing? I picture, like, a reverse version of Mary Poppins’ satchel, where things just keep disappearing into it.
All tidy and organized, of course, I’m sure.
I’m so flippin’ HAPPY for you. 
Totally jealous, too, but that’s beside the point. Cheers to you! 
Big excitement of my day was trying on acrylic nails for the first time in my life.
My fingernails are a thin, brittle mess - always have been. Kept admiring a co-worker’s nails, until she simply told me what brand of glue-on she wears.
I didn’t realize those weren’t “her” nails!
I missed the boat on a lot of girlie stuff in my life, apparently.
Anyway, she promised to help me put them on, and today - between customers, literally a fingertip at a time - we did.
One of the young male budtenders was absolutely fascinated by the process. He had no idea girls ever glued fake nails onto their fingers. (Wait’ll he finds out about wigs and weaves.)
They .. are gonna take some gettin’ used to, that’s for sure.
My Plants vs Zombies game is a lot harder now, too.
In the spirit of MOOooooommm and her freezer meals, I have removed a single boneless poke chop from mine. Shouldn’t take too long to thaw (right?) and if I can navigate slicing an onion around these weird, new, long nails and maybe fix a pot of noodles to go with, I should have a serviceable dinner.
I’ve only got one meatloaf in the freezer.