Happy Birthday, swampy!!! Enjoy your pizza-covered pasta.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’ and a year older through the magic of the calendar!
I think I shall go out to the pool late mornin’. We need rain and that’s one of the ways I can usually make it rain. Ok, so it usually takes four to five hours for the rain to come, but if I actually get in the pool on my float and relax I can almost guarantee a mid to late afternoon rain/tboomer.
Other than that I got nuttin’.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWAMPY!!!
Happy Thursday to everyone else. Only one more day (after today) to the weekend, yay! Don’t anyone mention Sunday night …
I’m not really caffeinated yet, forgive me for forgetting anything. Have a good day all!
Happy Swampyday!
Yes, I have been on holiday in deepest rural Hungary where the local shop opens early enough to sell beer to the guys going off to work in the fields all day and the local bar (half hour’s drive away) shuts just before the shop opens. It’s a new twist on 24hr drinking.
We had a lot of fun with our friends, it’s amazing the work they’ve done on their plot of land and how much stuff they’re managing to grow. They have chickens and ducks too so there’s no shortage of eggs. We spent four days at their place, went to the local thermal spa, had cocktails, went to the pub for the landlady’s name-day party, went out on the local lake for a potter in a small boat, went to the country’s 2nd largest city to see a band, and finished up in Budapest for a final night out (and visit to the market hall) before we had to come home.
Theirs is a pretty tough life but the serenading camo-wearing tractor drivers make it all worthwhile.
I haven’t read much on here, so rosie’s sig to all, until I catch up with myself!
Good morning all, and
**
Happy Birthday,** swampy**!**
Happy Birthday swampy!!!
Hippo Birdie Two Ewes, swampy
happy birthday swampy!
clears throat
Cumpleaños feliz,
cumpleaños feliz,
te deseamos swampy,
¡cuuumpleaaaaañoos feeeeliiiiiiz!
Glad to see you, Soapy and Boo.
Can I haz weekend?
Ahem…
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday dear Swampy!
Happy birthday tooooooooo youuuuuuuuu!!!
Ah…WHAT???
So I went to the thyroid doc this morning and all my numbers are perfect buuut I still have symptoms so now I get to go to a rheumatologist. I’m thinking I could just go to a witch doctor and get the same results.
The good news is I had a bone density test and I have great bones!
That is all.
Tupug
Happy Birthday, swampy!!
ROFLMAO Ruble! Beautiful, Wonderful, Yes!
Puggy who wouldn’t want to be serenaded by camo-wearing tractor drivers? Glad your bones are good. Hope the other’s better soon.
Thanks for the bday wishes y’all! Y’all make a bear feel special!
In order to celebrate thus far, I have made and delivered a batch of cheese straws for a bridge benefit on Sattidy. Yeah, I’m a wild man. Plus, I went to the grocery sto and the pool sto.
Stop me before I hurt myself!
Happy Birthday, Ursus Sompe!!!
Busy busy busy today… Off tomorrow thank goodness!
It’s a Swampfest! Happy Birthday, swampy!
One of my coworkers is having a loud personal conversation on her phone. I’m two rows away from her and I can still hear most of it. It’s about her friend living with the friend’s boyfriend. And they have no money.
I really don’t need to know this.
taxi of course you need to know all about it. Why else would the conversation be so loud? I think everybody around her ought to keep askin’ her for all the juicy details since she’s shared so much with you already.
Thanks for all the bday wishes y’all! I feel so lurved!
I have this happen all the time. There’s a guy behind me who is constantly getting into fights with his wife over the phone. My husband, who has been up here for a dinner and has heard him, calls him “soap opera boy.” Today someone has almost come crashing through my wall. Not fun.
Also today someone ordered fried broccoli. FRIED BROCCOLI. Who the h*ll fries broccoli?
Happy Geezer Day to my Favorite Old Fart Mumper!!!
Here’s a sisterly ***MWAH ***for you!
Apologies to the rest of the old fart mumpers…
The sky is darkening - dare I hope for rain??
Supper tonight will be the leftovers we didn’t have last night because we went out. I have broccoli, but I won’t fry it. That’s just stoopit.
Weekend is almost here. That’s all I’ve got.
I have one coworker who is divorced but still fighting it after 10 years and another who hates his entire family and argues with them via the phone hourly. Which is why my cubicle is three levels below ground and behind (I am not kidding) the furnace. I don’t need to hear all this crap and I don’t have to. I don’t even have to see them except by choice.
For five times what I am paid you couldn’t get me to work anywhere else. Isolation does have its benefits.