So who's not doing any family stuff for x-mas?
I'm doing family stuff, but not for long. I'm heading up to Michigan on Saturday, and expect to head back Monday afternoon. I'd rather spend the weekend sleeping in, reading Yuletide stories, and watching
Heroes,
but don't tell my mom that.
Also, please explain to me why kids who have been absent all week have showed up today?
Especially the kids I wish would stay away.
WHY?
I just read back through the thread. It was Brenda who posted about the fog in O'Hare this morning and I lost track of where I'd heard that. I don't actually have you blocked!
We'll be totally family immersed for xmas. JZ, Matilda and I will sleep over with Emmett and his Mom on xmas eve. We'll have a nice dinner that night, wake up in the morning and open a ton of shit. Then that day, JZ and I will take Emmett and Matilda over to her Mom's house for more food and more familyness.
"Boris the Spider" is my second favorite John Entwhistle song.
Gallery of wintery pictures in UK. I like #10 best.
Especially the kids I wish would stay away.
See now, you failed to teach them to read your mind. That would have sent them away with their tails tucked.
Or perhaps I've taught them so well to read my mind that they know that their presence is sheer torture and they are getting back at me. Which seems equally likely.
I'm telling you, shrift, we need a good kerfuffle. We can bring up silverware or pythons in a squash court or whatever.
OMG, just EAT IT!!!! You have NO social capital to even be allowed to suggest that we need a kerfluffle! Atkins! Seat belts!
CALL ME ISHMAEL, MOTHERFUCKER! CALL ME ISHMAEL!
Muffaletta.
CALL ME ISHMAEL, MOTHERFUCKER! CALL ME ISHMAEL!
How about I call you a muffeletta?
::puts chopped olives on Teppy's head::
England's full of weird shit. Woman with Two Wombs has Triplets
"Boris the Spider" is my second favorite John Entwhistle song.
What's your fave?
I'm not the biggest Who fan, so I had to Wikipedia to see what else he'd written: [link] I'm not sure if I've heard any of his other songs.
Mmmm. Olives....
Hec, I am currently composing an e-mail to you in another window. I'm just so hopped up on sugar (Xmas gifts from our vendors) that I can't sit still long enough to type much more than CALL ME ISHMAEL, MOTHERFUCKER!!!