Ok, two more things.
First, welcome quilter! Glad ya agree about the ick! ick! ick! stuff that bookkeeper wrote. (btw, welcome to bookkeeper! I didn’t do that earlier.)
Second, quilter, darhing, I don’t know from bras so of course I wouldn’t have said that. Although, if you do ever need help hooking your bra, I would be the safest of the boy MMPers to ask, being as I am a boy who likes boys, and the rest of the boy MMPers, as far as I know, are the other kind of boys if you know what I mean. 
Hm, 'kay, now it seems I must add manly type stuff to this post to make some our friends here happy.
Well, I shoveled beauty bark into a wheelbarrow, wheeled it around to my back yard, dumped it, spread it, and repeated…many, many times. Also, when I went to Lowes (the WOMANLY hardware store), I made sure I went to Home Depot (the MANLY hardware) too. I purchased a new front door handle set ($104.00!! :eek: ), lightbulbs, big bags of dirt, and gawked at all the tools ('cause I’m the one who buys all the tools around here.
Also, I like to drive fast (unless I have passengers…don’t want to scare them too much).
Sorry, back to the bra thing for just a minute…I buy all kinds of colors ('cause I’m colorful type of gal). Usually, Victoria’s Secret doesn’t have my size, but these last bras aren’t the sexy, lacy, kind. These are just “regular” plain bras (black, white and beige, if you MUST know), so I can wear them under t-shirts and thin type shirts. They do an awsome job of holding up the “girls” without killing my shoulders.
Taters
Speeding off in her comfortable bra to get pizza
Yeah, but see… I’m the kind of girl who was, once upon a time, engaged to three boys-who-like-boys at the same time. The House Fiancee, as it were. So don’t go making offers like bra-hooking, okay, unless you’re ready to engage in the old underwire/soft cup debate, okay? I’m just saying, is all.
And (dang, will I ever figure out how to quote two people in the same reply??) Taters, nevermind the comfortable bra – how can I find bark that’ll make me beautiful??
(might as well dream big – it doesn’t cost any more than the small dreams do!)
quilter, I don’t know about bark making you beautiful (you may already be so), but it sure made my garden look nice and tidy. It’s a nice fine grade, not that big, clunky, chunky stuff. Now I just need some shrubs and plants. Dang, bark can get spendy when there’s nothing in your gardens but a few lonely trees!
We’ve always called it “beauty” bark, because it’s supposed to make your garden beautiful. Maybe it’s just a local thing…
I haven’t done any manly yard work yet (it sure needs to be done!) but I have washed and hand waxed my car (manly for sure), as I am trying to sell it. I just bought a BMW 330 Ci convertible!!! Woo Hoo!!! 
Know anybody that wants to buy a great little car?
Oh well, I can’t get the link to work. Won’t sell it that way!
Link worked fine for me - Unfortunately right now I’m more a mini van kind of gal. Beautiful car though!
Thanks tanookie, I’ve had that car for seven years. I’ll miss her when she’s gone!
I went to Home Depot yesterday to buy some washer/dryer hook up stuff. My machine is one of those apartment types that usually hooks up to the kitchen sink, but in my new place I can do things the regular way. Maybe. I’m a little hesitant because I’ve not done this sort of thing before. If you don’t hear from me on monday, send someone around to scrape my body from under the washer.
Or maybe I never made it back from the field trip I’m chaperoning tomorrow. I’m taking nine high school students to see Cirque du Soleil’s new show after we spend the day goofing around at Horton Plaza. They’re really all good kids, but you can never tell. They still believe in the power of the Permanent Record, so maybe I can use that if they turn on me. Scout; we’re having lunch at Buca di Beppo’s just like at our little Dopefest. This time I can’t be late, phew!
earthpuppy, where’d you get my car and why’s it parked in front of your house? Oh I see, that’s not actually my car. My car has a black cloth top and needs for a wonderful soul such as you to come over and wash and wax her. Enjoy your new BMW-- very nifty toy in which to vroom. What color did you get?
Gosh, always gotta make it tough on us, don’t you? Okay, okay, since you need the help I’ll come to whereever you are and help out.
Welby - (Paragon of Virture and Helpfulness)
Most excellent. I just bought a PT Cruiser and Ford Focus. They’re cars for my business. The Cruiser is supposed to be delivered in about 15 minutes. The Focus is out being wrapped. When they’re done wrapping the Focus they should be done with the artwork for the Cruiser and then that one will be wrapped. So I’ll be driving a big old honkin’ billboard around town. Not nearly as fun as driving a 330 Ci, but what can you do? I’ll probably even drive the Billboad (I think that’s what I’ll call it) up to FloriDope. That way FCM will know it’s me. That’s the ticket.
As for bras, you ladies just keep on talking about them. You know us guys spend most of our time imagining what you look like in them, anyway, so the details help. Ok, that’s not so much true as it was when I was 14 years old and the Sears catalogue was the easiest “porn” to get one’s hands on (you kids have it so easy these dayds), but the sentiment remains. So right now Lissla is sort of standing in her kitchen, in my minds eye, with a nice lacy black number on, trying to figure out how to cook her roast, lemons in one hand, thyme in the other, and vodka on the counter. Just hold that pose for a moment, can you dead. click Thank you.
(And before I can get to post this the guy with the car came. They brought it from Wachula, which is clear across the state. Not the dealership that is 3 miles from me. Why is anyone’s guess. And one of the fuses is missing so the radio doesn’t work yet. Sheesh.)
Really, that’s not helpful at all. As we all very well know, the only reliable unit of bra size measurement is Slortarhands (or Slh for short).
I know we’ve covered this before, but I thought it would be best to do it again so as to avoid any slipups or major internal injuries (to me, that is).
I’m one of those other kind of boys that swampy (aka Angel Pants) mentioned. I’m a boy who likes wimmin. If you’re a wimmin, I like you. A lot. Unless, as mentioned in a long ago thread, you have a boyfriend or husband (or girlfriend, for that matter) who might beat me up. Or if you might beat me up, like with an axe handle or something. Then I’ll still like you, but from over there behind the fence.
Now then, will somebody please give me directions to scout’s place? Thank you.
I want a coffin freezer and a driveable billboard too. Somebody get on that.
It’s easy enough to get to Scout’s place. Just drive west all the way, then drive south most of the way. If you hit Mexico, you’ve gone too far and will have to turn around.
She’ll be the one with the pretty eyes drinking screwdrivers and wearing the “I’m real bendy” t-shirt.
Ashes x 2, it’s Titanium Silver/Black top and leather interior. It matches the Harley.
Shibb, you must photograph them and share the pics. I’d love to see them. (please post the link to FCM’s going-away party, maybe I can make that one!)
Okay, Earthpuppy, but if I show you mine you’ve got to show me yours (that goes for all of youse!) And here’s a link to the first annual FairyChatMom going away to Baltimore for her conjugal rights thread. Also known as FloriDope. This one is in Ocala, no excuse not to be here, even if you have to drive all of the way from San Diego or Liberty Township. All of the Cool Kids are doing it, why shouldn’t you?
You didn’t give me any cooking advice, Shibb, just instructions to stand still in my kitchen shirtless. That’s not the same as cooking advice. It really isn’t.
I forgot to mention that most of my bras come from an excellent lingere outlet, and (I feel smug) most of my new ones cost $5. My girlfriends forced me to buy new underwear for my one-year wedding anniversary. They declared a state of emergency because I didn’t have matching bra-and-panty sets. So I got a matching wine-coloured set. The bra has those gel push-up pads. It’s very cute.
I haven’t done anything manly today yet. I will be taking the garbage out, though.
You’re standing there half-nekkid in your kitchen and you expect me to give you cooking advice? I am a man, you know. Anyway, I really don’t know from roasts; I don’t do those very often. A stew sounds nice though. I have a great cookbook just for stews, but it’s up in my Cincinnati house and not down here with me. Otherwise I just sort of wing it with stews. I’d second the thought on Burgundys (from Bourgogne) or something simiilar though. Maybe a Beaujolais (not nouveau).
See, that’s funny, cuz you say “skunky” and I think “Humboldt”. 
Oh, sorry, the Skunk Train! Right. Yes, it runs from Fort Bragg to Willits and back again. I’ve never taken it myself, we usually drove to the coast, but my mom rode it round trip for her honeymoon with her third husband, my youngest sister’s dad.
Fun Facts:
Mendocino County is the home of Fetzer Vineyards, makers of the award-winning Sundial Chardonnay. I don’t personally know them, but my mom used to work for them (she’s a bookkeeper too, Bookkeeper), and my younger sisters went to school with them.
The three major (legal) industries are grapes/wine, bartlett pears and Masonite. However, the biggest cash crop is Marijuana. In 2000, they wised up, stopped wasting thousands of dollars fighting it, and legalized it, within limits.
Any external shots of the picturesque “New England” town of Cabott Cove on the series Murder, She Wrote was, in fact, the town of Mendocino, on the northern coast of the county.
We have redwoods in Mendocino, too. I have even marched in protest against the loggers. I had a lot of hippie friends when I lived there. Not like that’s hard to do. It’s probably harder to not have hippie friends.
Hey, speaking of, (mental leap, follow me here) do you know who “Mohawk Mona” is? Does anyone here? She was the cover of one of the Dead Kennedys albums. I got to meet the guy who created her. Which was cool. My brush with fame, as it were.
(Actually, my biggest brush with fame was meeting Peter Benchley, but I didn’t know who he was, so it didn’t impress me all that much at the time. Only later, when I saw a copy of Jaws, did the penny drop.)
I just vacuumed. My cats think the vacuum is the Evil Entity Of Death. Bailey hides under the bed, but Aerin (noisy useless kitten) has taken to hiding on the bed, sticking her head under pillows or stuffed animals.
It’s beyond cute.
Another fun Lissar-house update! Our Loud Alcoholic Pot-head Neighbour has been kicked out! He leaves in three days! No more yodeling along to country music at four in the morning! No more loud late-night cursing from his balcony! No more pot fumes that would gag an army of hippies emanating into the hallway!
Urk. Mr. Lissar had to get up at five this morning to tell him to shut up- he was cursing white people from his balcony. He seemed to be cursing them for being white.
We’re very excited.
I should go start the stew. I think paying for the SDMB has put me under a compulsion to post more.