Hmmm, I'm getting a very acid green vibe off that particular table...

Smacks P-C for good measure.

Skippy McSkimmerson here. Did Fay get a reply yet from asshat boss?

P-C --it's from a bunny comic strip -- [link]

That's the link for the latest. I think KeKe is supposed to be something like okay okay. But I don't know.

Friday's bunny strip was perfect for the Bitches --http://www.frozenreality.co.uk/comic/bunny/index.php?id=260

Askye, from this page: [link]

You can remove a single young plant or two by grasping it through a plastic garbage bag and pulling it up root and all. Turn the bag inside-out over the plant, and it's done. (You may have some growth return from broken roots, but can get rid of them in the same way.)

Cool! I'll have to do that. Or maybe Dad will. He told me he wants to prune the azeleas and take care of the poison ivy.

Part of me is -- no! Ican do it! It's my place! But Dad wants to and he hasn't been a real part of the moving plans so Im going to let him.

askye, Round Up is a systemic poison that's taken into the plant through the leaves. You can avoid the other plants by painting on the Round Up with a cheap paintbrush or rag.

The furniture looks great.

::Imagines the neighbor's reaction::

Neighbor: Whatcha doin'?

askye: Painting poison ivy.

Neighbor: Oh... what color?

Dad's gone off to do his Dadish things. I probably should have offered to go with him.

I've kind of shut him out of this process. I've been annoyed with him lately and it's starting to show. If I weren't leaving there may be issues. I made promises to him about giving him some cooking lessons and then didn't follow through.

We're still going to be doing our dvd nights, maybe I can combine the cooking thing with that.

Dad can cook, but not well, and he tends not to realize things like poaching fish doesn't take as long as cooking brown rice.

And he's gotten all weird about Grandma having extra stuff and wanting to give it to him or me. She's very stressed out. For whatever reason no one helped her pack. I should have, I feel horrid for not doing it, but none of her kids helped. She's got all this kitchen stuff she won't need and she's been asking if Dad or I want it. I've just told her to leave it all and if I don't want it I'll take it to Goodwill.

Dad doesn't want to take some of the stuff that Grandma's offered, but he feels obligated to take it and acts like her feelings will be hurt if he doesn't. She doesn't care either way.

Two weeks ago we had a major blizzard in the mountains and snow on the ground here in the valley. Today it's 90 degrees. The spring melt's going to come down like a freight train.

Connie, are you in direct danger of the potential flooding?