flytrap you are so naive. It’s a rental. You will spend your weekends fixin’ things that go wrong like plumbin’, electrical, famine, fire, plague and pestilence which surely shall descend the moment it is rented.
Stormin’ hard down heah. :eek:
Grumpy Blurf!
Lunch time. Tedious morning, but I survived, so there’s that. It’s wet and dreary out, but nothing falling from the sky at the moment, and it’s mild, according to my weather gadget.
I had a rough night last night with lots of weird dreaming, so I’m dragging. I see a long afternoon ahead. Wonder what kind of chocolate is in the vending machine??
I’m already a Slumlord. 
Mrs. Plant v.3.0 and I repaired the house Mrs. Plant v.2.0 and I lived in to rent to Mrs. Plant v.1.0.
What could go wrong?
**flytrap **- you need to keep notes of all this renting stuff - I see great sitcom potential!
I could talk about my favorite surprise but it would take several posts and probably bore people and I may have told it before. Anyone remember a 2-3 part post about my Unca Tom and the Great Gotcha?
JIM - there are several online resources
http://www.wag.com/html/sg/motorcycle-gear-for-dogs.html
but some of that tends to be more costume than functional
One of my buddies shops for his stuff starting here
http://www.dogsonbikes.com/docs/Tips/Tips.htm
and goggles from here
A buddy is a dom-rel (divorce) attorney ---- when asked about his skill level by a friend I said he is so good that his wife practices with him and his ex is their office manager. Now THAT is skill!
Good (Checks clock) Morning!
Spidey & Swampy I’m glad to be of service, but ya’ll are on your own next week! LOL Anyway, these are great stories! Keep 'em coming!
A few from me:
Receiving:
My Daddy is pretty good at surprises. One time I came home from school to find a big cage on the dining room table with what turned out to be my very own Guniea pig in it… He’d forgot to leave the key out, though so all we could do was stare in the window & speculate why it was there & where the heck it had come from. Another time, he picked us up after school & whisked us off to a live taping of Mr. Cartoon (the local kiddie show) Another time he’d been out running errends & came home with a plastic bag, which he handed to me. “Here.” he says “Don’t say I never give you anything” inside was my very own phone. ( it was foam rubber, all one piece & shaped like a teddy bear with the hang up button on the bottom & the buttons printed on the front. I LOVED it.) What was really cool is that is wasn’t my birthday or the Feast or anything. He just gave it to me. My Daddy is such a sweetie. (but don’t tell anyone. He has a rep)
Giving
Best present I ever gave was giving my ex a copy of Chillers, the movie he’d worked on, for Christmas. I’d gotten it 6 months before & hid it at a friend’s house. Then before I wrapped it, I put it in a Cheez-It box. I thought his eyes were gonna fall out of his head & roll around in the floor like little brown marbles.
The Surprise party we threw for my friend Al was pretty epic too. He was so suprised he panicked & fled.
(plus also I was a little surprised today to find out that the Pope is retiring [really? he can do that?] & that my Mother will not, at least for now, have to have surgery on her broken ankle. Phew!)
Now, off to find some lunch, mebbe.
Happy Monday all!
UGH! Just returned from the dentist with 4 brand new fillings. I havent been in over 10 years and have never had a cavity. I have several more visits to go. I have major UG-ness.
Last year was my parents 50th wedding anniversary. They live 3.5 hrs away on the Eastern Shore of Merriland. With the head waiter and dad’s help my husband I and surprised my Mom at the restaurant where they had reservations for that evening. Mom had been feeling very depressed that they weren’t doing anything special and I was feeling bad that I didn’t have the fundage to do anything, so we did this instead. We arrived half an hour early and sat at the table in a way that she couldnt see us when they walked in. The waiter shielded us from view until the very last second. She cried. It was so worth it to drive up that evening and then back the next day for the look on her face.
AWWWWW Jynx that was just so jake!
Stormy and floody (is too a word!) here. I may leave in a little bit and work from da cave as we are prone to flash floods down heah and I’d rather be at home than deal with that.
Meanwhile, veggie soup and caneloupe for N.O.L..
Canteloupe. Ain’t got a ladder. HAH! I crack me up!
Does he make bad New Year jokes?
He makes bad jokes all year long.
Ah.
Reminds me of this.
Wait,wait, wait… That’s all I’m doing today - taking a tour of the waiting rooms at Presby. This is the fourth WR today, and it’s the smallest, but nicest. The TV is off, there’s no gizmo squirting out puffs of noxious air “freshener” and for now, I’m alone in here, so no people hacking and wheezing or nattering away on the phone.
There’s a big one of those kid’s distractor things with the colorful twisted rods and beads on a base with cheerful fish and crabs. Seems out of place and looks like its never been played with. Maybe someone got confused - the pediatrics wing is at the other end of the building, and someone over there is asking “Weren’t we supposed to have more of those bead things?”
FYI, the two of them have NOT been put out to pasture yet, they will be hauling whatever out to 39A and B for the forseeable future. Ever see the episode of ‘Dirty Jobs’ where Mike gets to grease tham?
Crickey, those things are expensive! Surprisingly!, this picture is the same way the thing in here is facing.
Say what?
Well my surprise for the year is that I have to pay taxes this year instead of getting a refund.
My surprise for the day was that workmen were coming to make some repairs to the house and nobody told me they were coming. I got woken up by the noise and unfortunately one of the rooms needing work was the bathroom. I felt like I was going to burst and wasn’t sure if I should wait for them to get done or try to make my way through all the tools, ladders and other junk to the bathroom in the basement.
I was getting ready to make a run for it when they finished in there, so all went well.
So now our slight switches should switch, the doors should lock and the fan should work.
Poor sah-dog is so confused. He’s having a bad day and isn’t quite sure what is going on and instead of staying with me he decided to hide in his favorite corner of the living room behind dah-kids desk. I think he knows i want to clean his ears so he is avoiding me. How that old dog who is half blind and half deaf can still tell what I am thinking is beyond me. Any change in his routine really confuses him. The other night he woke me to go out and normally we go across the hall to the bathroom, then down the hall to let him out. I skipped the stop for me and went straight down the hall. He was fine until we got back and then I made my stop. Then he had to go back out because I guess he forgot he’d already been out?
He never forgets a meal though and never forgets he is supposed to get treats.
I hate that he is getting old. Some days he seems fine and other days he tries to walk through walls because he misses the doorway. Most of the time he walks where he can keep his nose on my leg but I guess the drop cloths messed with his mind today.
Gray, dreary, rainy, stormy still. I have been irkin’ from home since one p.m. Kinda ready to give it a rest for the day. Beast stew and cornbread for dindin. It’s a day for some nice, warm comfort food.
We had pizza for dindin. I told sah-kid we’d get pizza twice this week since he got a good report card. If he had a choice he’d live on pizza, with a few breaks for tacos or hamburgers.
Sah-dog is all excited because he knows he gets the crust.
I’m happy because ordering pizza is easier than cooking.
I’m not happy that the mango habanero sauce is still burning my mouth, totally ruining any enjoyment I might have gotten from my chocolate lava crunch cake.
Next time I’ll eat teh cake first 
I forgot from last week
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