'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, flaming otters, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
MMMM!I've got plenty of the makings for more. Come on over! I can make lots of bacon and tomato sandwiches.
Well, except for that part.My new sandwich skills are not helping my attempts with avoiding this either.
In my hometown, there was a GINORMOUS rubber ducky in a swimming pool. Like at least six feet long, maybe eight feet. I want a pool just so I can have one too.
Slip and slides are a mystery to me.
Where in Mt. Washington?
You know that road to get to the Whole Foods? If you take a left after the bridge there's a ice skating rink, a post office, and the pool back there. That kid umm...Michael...whatever the Olympian from here trained there, evidently.
a blow up pool in your yard has me flashing on that house on the corner of Falls by the gas station that always seems to have some sort of seasonally themed blow up SOMETHING.
haha! Yes! I love those people. There really is something blown up to celebrate some occassion in their yard and/or on their porch At All Times.
lisah's yard is quite long enough for a slip and slide without traffic hazards or head injuries.
We could put it on the sidewalk. Or in the alley out back! (It would be painful though)
Bwah! I just read a blogger's entry at God Is Patient (I Am Not) that said
Pop psychology dictates that I dreamed of a snake because I saw the snake on Survivor. Must try harder to make sure this dude is the last thing I see before I go to bed.
with an insert picture of Tyron Leitso. I'm thinking that's a good plan.
A gigantic rubber duckie? That is so trippy.
Dominic's favorite pasttime when he was 1.5 (wow, forgot a summer) was smashing down the inflatable sides of the pool and watching the water cascade down the driveway. He emptied many a pool that summer.Hee!
I was sending a small child running around my mom's yard a few years back and sent him straight through her fence. I've gotten a lot better now about making sure there is adequate room before loosing the small critters.
A gigantic rubber duckie? That is so trippy.Kinda is. The place sells patio furniture, gazebos and I expect the pool. Or it's a fetish I just don't want to know about.
Yay for Ethan and His Blurb! I am reading the whole thing now.
Huh. There's stuff back there? My navigation in Mt. Washington is limited to the vets office else I get all turned around (thank you, btw, for pointing me to them for boarding. They spoil Mister Kitty rotten and are his primary vet now.)
Ack. My neighbor came to borrow a corkscrew. And the cork completely disintegrated. I feel bad, though I suspect it was just the cork. I send her off with a tea strainer.