DebetEsse, that is a HILARIOUS story. I LOVE IT! Reminds me of a time. I was heading down to San Diego to visit some friends (who just happen to be lesbian life partners [is that the right way of putting it? Almost sounds too PC]) Anyhow, being the sound guy with soldering stuff, they asked if I could bring down my work tools, as they had some projects for me. The biggest one was a wee little thing where the 24 gauge wire came off the little motor. Being the innocent one that I am, I assumed it was something for the kitchen (as they are both geniuses in the realm of cooking and baking). So being the curious gadget boy that I am was like "so, I got the wire soldered back on, but there is no "on" switch to test it. What is it? Can we test it out? Show me what it's used for."
I've never seen two women blush so fast.
"we're not going to show you it in action"
"why not?"
Ya, apparently it was (pardon my ignorance) a remote controlled bullet vibrator(?). Boy, did I start to blush when I found out.
Kudos to you for fixing yours!
Trudy, the cramps I've had yesterday and today felt like they were going to kill me. I realize they are a different kind of cramps, but still...
I had some saltines, and they are staying down, but my tummy hurts bad right now.
I wish I had a yard, because I could totally put up stuff to confuse my neighbors....
I'm seriously going to have take pictures of the "Turd City" house and post them so you can see what it could look like.
Glad the saltines are staying down, Sean. Hope you and S feel lots better soon!
You, too, Trudy. I would like to say that you can't die of cramps, but then there would be an episode of House or Gray's or er in which someone does exactly that and I certainly don't need to see that storyline, so I will not make such an unambiguous declarative statement. But it seems unlikely. Signs point to 'no'. Ask again later.
I think the wind up key that powers my brain has stopped turning. 'Night, Bitches.
Kudos to Debet for channeling Kaylee so effectively.
I need some finding phone~ma for K-Bug. She lost her cell phone while she was at work today. It could be anywhere around the store or even the parking lot. For a teen, this is high level drama. Poor punkin.
On my way to the freeway I must have passed every single one of our holiday decorating pet peeves. The best has to be the house with un-de-crimped icicle lights, a bush and a tree decorated with a floating string of lights between them and a snow globe on the roof.
but then there would be an episode of House or Gray's or er in which someone does exactly that and I certainly don't need to see that storyline
Agreed. House would keep insisting it was Lupus and Mere would stand there over my imploded abdomen internally monologuing about how she just couldn't commit to Derek.
OK, finally talked to Mom regarding overpayment for trip expenses. There was much skirting of the issue... or maybe more accurately, dancing about the issue. Her final decision of the overage amounted to a collection of:
"Well, since you didn't tell me where you wanted a gift certificate, I figured while I had the checkbook out, I'd tack it on... or you could use it for the house if you find one (that's when I knew she was dancing)... or you know, any other expenses. But don't worry. If I need the money, I'll ask, and you can give it back then, but that won't happen. So spend it. "
So, on the sage advice of the wise WindSparrow, I'm going into multi-gift certificate mode. And I even slyly found out what stores she likes while talking about how little she drives now, "and how far is it to Trader Joes?" "O, thats only like 3 miles, but I usually go to the Statler Brothers..." Ya, very slick. I'm sure she suspected NOTHING.
You're such a good son, o_u.
