I want y’all to know that the VunderKind comes to town tomorrow for a week of spring break. Planning many adventures to be had by all.
I’m home! I made an executive decision and took half a day off - right after my sweetie made the same decision. As soon as he gets here, we’re going out to lunch. So that’s fun.
I had something else I wanted to share, but while I was catching up on the posts since my last, I had a minor brain fart and I can’t remember what it was. So I guess it wasn’t all that important. Man, getting old is no fun.
Speaking of getting old, I just got my first old person benefit - my credit union offers free checks for members over 50. Granted, I don’t get to choose the picture on my checks, but so what - all I do with them is pay off creditors. So now I can do it for free. Yay!
Lucky duck, VunderBob - I don’t know when I’ll get to see my kid again. She’s applying for a job at a summer camp in Clearwater, FL which means she won’t be coming to spend any summertime with us. I know I wanted her out of the house, but not forever! geez…
Be sure to wear sunblock! And maybe a hat. Hats are good. Or you could dress up like a Bedouin. I bet you’d make a good-looking shiek, and it has the added benefit of complete sun protection.
What? All right, maybe that’s a little over the top. But do go buy new sunblock. Nobody likes a burnt bear. Isn’t that right, Smokey?
Swampy my man, fishing is nothing more than an excuse to drink beer outside.
You need to pop over to the local Wally World, and buy one of those $10 Snoopy fishing rods for little kids so you’re official, and a big-assed cooler. Put in a case of your favorite liquid bread and some ice. That way you can be trashed by 1:00, and you won’t care how boring a fishing derby is for the non-participants.
I always thought “it’s warm and not raining” was excuse enough. 
I may need a bigger box. And some shackles or something.
Hmm. The Lissla Lissar School of Husband Training…
Ain’t old fartdom great! I get free checks, free checking and a safety deposit box just for living to be this old. I still get a little weirded out when AARP sends me “Modern Old Fart” or whatever that magazine is called.
And just what ever was it that made you think I wouldn’t be trashed by one pm eastern 12 central time? Oh, and the beer is free!
And I always thought “hey, I got beer and who needs an excuse” was excuse enough.
That reminds me of the Sweet Potato Queens. My SIL gave Herself (my wife) CDs of Jill Conner Browne’s book, or books, one is never sure when SIL burns a CD if they’re getting the whole thing, or parts of more than one thing. Anyway, we got these CDs, and the woman, (Jill Conner Browne) is horribly sexist, but funny, and she includes recipes that are guaranteed to clog your arteries. Anyway, check it out, but do not download Real Player to listen to the audio clips. Real Player is evil!.
As I always heard it fishing is “just an excuse to mess around in boats”. I don’t think you need an excuse to drink beer.
Wow you guys are fast.
When we had our lil’ fishing boat all the hubby ever caught was a buzz from the beer. I caught all the fish. Fishing could not be done w/out beer. It’s a RULE. RULES cannot be broken.
Frankly, I’m with the rest of you; who needs an excuse?
I’m home all day today. I just took the whole day. Did I get anything productive done yet, you ask? No, I haven’t done a single productive thing all day 'cept drink coffee and eat three pieces of chocolate (Dove Dark Chocolate Eggs). Yep, I broke into the Easter candy. I’m a ba-a-a-a-d person. I also played WoW w/the hubby. You know, sometimes it’s just nice to sit on your kiester and NOT DO ANYTHING. However, the fun is over.
I need to get cleaned up and find some kind of needle so I can fix the runs in my berber. I HATE BERBER. Have I mentioned that? I HATE BERBER CARPET! That thing snags and runs if I just look at it cross-eyed. So, since hardwood flooring is not in the budget at the mo, I need to do something to hide the runs.
Well, I’ve slacked enough for the day. Happy Friday to all of you and have a good weekend if I don’t get back in to the MMP today.
yeah, but you need an excuse to be outside drinkin’.
Right now it’s almost dark as night outside and it’s only a little after 4:00. :eek: Floraduh do have its weather moments.
I think I’m gonna make a low-fat cherry almond angel cake for Easter. I found it on my friend Betty’s web site. Sounds nummmmy.
Have a happy Bunny Day everybody!
Tupup (About to Hop Down The Bunny Trail)
Homey, sweetie, ‘round these parts outside drinkin’ is a year round sport. I don’t need no steenkin’ excuse to drink outside!
Oh, and Winnie, not to worry. I gots me a brand new bottle of SPF 30 for tomorrow. It and my lawn chair are all packed up in my Blazer and ready to go. Also I gots my work ballcap to keep muh haid from bein’ all burnt.
Did I mention that I am ACBGless this weekend? I didn’t think so. He’s gone over to west Alabammy to hang with family. He’ll be back Monday. I gots plenty to keep me outta trouble though. I gots the fishin’ thang tomorrow and an invite to Easter lunch on Sunday. I’m bringing the cornbread dressing and giblet gravy. It goes good with ham just like it does with turkey. Plus, I’m going to church.
-swampbear (that oughta be enough to keep anybody outta trouble right?)
Lazy Husband (who is sitting behind me) wants to know why us women (meaning the lady MMPers) cruely objectify men.
He wants to know if there are slushies in San Diego.
We do not objectify them, we just recognize that they were placed on earth to serve us. Right?
GT
Lissla, fwiw, you can tell him that even some of the male MMPers like to objectify me. I won’t point who that might be, though.
And it ain’t raining! Dangit I wanted it to be pouring rain with huge thunderstorms so I could get out of this Bass tournament.
Well, I think that’s right, gt.
I’m trying to mentally redirect cold and rain to Georgia. Is it working?
Slushies? Like the flavored slushy ice drinks? Yeah. Convenience stores have them, and sometimes I’ve seen them in other places - but I hardly ever have them, so I’m not completely sure where.
It didn’t work Lissla but it turned out to be an ok day. It was warm and windy. I had the job of handing out beer, which consisted of me sittin’ in a chair and reaching into the cooler and, well, handing out beer. I’m willing to sacrifice like that cause, well, I’m good and all.
We had 199 boats in the tournament. That’s 398 fisherpersons. That’s a lot. The bbq was good. I had several bbq sammiches and beers. So, all in all, not so bad. We had a little rain but it went away quick.
Happy Easter All!
I can just see how it went…
“One for you, two for me…” 
I don’t find it cruel to be objectified by Lady MMPers. (Who are the finest examples of the flowers of femininity, all of them.) It just shows they are thinking about me. And for what more could I ask?
Well… to be thought of and maybe the odd Peep.
Happy Easter to all and to all happy Peeps!