Happy Birthday, Owen!!
Dang, I did something nasty to my left hip and/or lower back and it hurts like the bejeesus. I wish I knew what, so I knew how to treat it! Bleargh.
Spike ,'Selfless'
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Happy Birthday, Owen!!
Dang, I did something nasty to my left hip and/or lower back and it hurts like the bejeesus. I wish I knew what, so I knew how to treat it! Bleargh.
Happy Birthday, Owen!!!
Mom is being very helpful with packing up my stuff, which I appreciate. However, she wants to pack up my entire kitchen on Friday. I would like to eat sometime between the 14th and the 29th. She doesn't seem to get this.
I think we packed up pretty much everything and had an open box set aside for stuff we needed to pack that last day, because there was a LOT of kitchen stuff. We kept out 2 plates, bowls, place settings, 4 classes, and a skillet and a sauce pan. And a corkscrew/bottle opener. Then we threw it in the box that last night. It was kind of fun to live simply for a couple weeks, made dishwashing easy too! (though much more often.)
For billytea: naked mole rats.
Nora, I supppose that is reasonable. I think Mom thinks we should just do take out between now and then, and there is just no way. We can't afford it.
evening conversation: Husband: I love you more than TiVo. t pause But it's close.
Son: Dad! Don't say things like that when I'm drinking!
sj - maybe not take out, but eatting off of paper plates might be a compromise.
sj - maybe not take out, but eatting off of paper plates might be a compromise.
Yup. As long as I can convince her to leave me pots and pans, etc. She is going to be coming over here on Friday while I am in Worcester getting the key, which is fabulous, but I am half afraid there will be nothing left when I get home.
{{{{{Gud}}}}} You are a truly wonderful man. Seriously. You ever want to talk offline, give me a ping, okay?
Heya, Bitches. Worked my restaurant job last night - I love bartending. Serving, not as much, but still. Fun. Also, I might be going to Seattle the weekend of June 10th or so. Whee!
I made it to the grocery store. YAY!
Of course, they're sitting in the entry way, but...