N.O.L. time. I’m havin’ the leftover lasagna and sallit from Tuesday’s dindin. Nummy! Or was nummy cause I just et it all up.
Butters I also get the super high intensity trainin’ for supervisors. I have to have it all done by the last week in June and it’s a lot! I spent the mornin’ dealin’ with it so this afternoon I can do actual irkstuff. Pretty much most mornin’s shall be the same until I get it done. I absolutely refuse to do any of it in the evenin’ from da cave. Though, I might be able to squeeze out an irk from home day or two. Hmmm… I should request and see what happens.
As I wrote in a post the gremlins apparently et, I’ve never been to a rat fair, but one of my friends regularly goes to ‘em. She has lovely friendly show ratties, much nicer than the rat that lives in my compost heap and eats my slow worms (tailless slug eatin’ lizards).
My exciting news for the day (exciting for me anyway), is that I finally got permission to set up my huge on my allotment and get bees! I just need to put up a bit of a fence to stop the flight path going over any other plots, and make/buy a hive stand, then I get to go bee shopping! does happy waggle dance
My :eek:Wally*World:eek: is more along the lines of the one in doggio’s neck of the woods. And Tar-jay has the best price on the hair conditioner that I use.
I narrowly escaped buying beer last night by one pin. Yay! We’re picking up bowlers again for the summer. It’s an inexpensive family thing for those with kids and they can get two games in after school’s out.
Howdy from da cave! I survived the irkday. YAY! Tomorrow is Firday. YAY! I can take one day a week as a work at home day to get this super high intensity trainin’ done. YAY! My first one shall be Moanday. YAY!
Now to make dindin. Ima brown up some kielbasas, then saute some cabbage 'n onions, then throw the kielbasas in and let it all simmer for a bit. One pot easy peasy dindin. Oh and I shall toast up some garlic bread. YUM!
Poor little snakes. I like practical jokes, but not ones that end with harmless animals almost certainly being killed. Assuming it’s true, of course, which would be a pretty big assumption- even the dopiest cinema attendant would probably notice someone bringing in a bucket of snakes.
My Dad just did things like borrow an elephant molar from work and tell me to stuff it under my pillow to see how much money the tooth fairy would bring. Then he admitted the tooth fairy was just him. In a pink sparkly tutu. Which I repeated at school, 'cos I was 4, and the teacher thought it was hilarious and told everyone :rolleyes:
Yesterday we were talking about buying extra u-wear so as to avoid doing laundry. Are you referring to the dog breed or some of the funnier patterned underwear?
They’re all cute in their own way.
