Painted Blokus pieces? It's a good possibility.
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Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
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Painted Blokus pieces? It's a good possibility.
Not to mention walls, clothes, faces...
Not to mention walls, clothes, faces...
Eh. This is what plastic table cloths, aprons, button-down shirts, etc. are for. And, I'd be really surprised if they tried to paint the walls. Though, now that I said that, I'm sure I just jinxed myself. Although, this is why I bought washable paint.
When I was a little kid, I remember that the teacher asked each of our dads to donate an old button down for art projects. It was perfect for keeping us covered and we were wearing something from our daddies!
When I was a little kid, I remember that the teacher asked each of our dads to donate an old button down for art projects. It was perfect for keeping us covered and we were wearing something from our daddies!
Yeah. I got this idea from msbelle. I've now got a huge bag of donated shirts for the kids to wear. It's really great.
Yay for 1st days! Nice that you can get home for lunch, askye. It is good to stay in and socialize, but I enjoy getting home for lunch.
Home sick today. Can't breathe. For some unknown reason I still have plenty of energy, just a really stuffed up head. A bit daffy too. I've had to re-read work emails several times before hitting send.
Very amused by the mass of college literature we are receiving since Brendon took his PSAT. He'll take the SAT next year and I am forcing him to actually prepare. He is used to walking in with no prep and getting almost perfect scores. If it is so easy he can humor me and do the prep courses. I do have to work on his writing, big time. He is Mr. Minimal.
Gah. Feel as though I have a pre-migraine headache. Very smell sensitive. Not sure if I want to go home or if it is better to just power through and hope it goes away.
150 meters my butt. Ours were three feet tall, and they never threw more than 50 feet!
Ours were three feet tall, and they never threw more than 50 feet!
Well, ours was about 9 feet tall, not counting the arm, and we were getting about 60 yards. We were very proud of the number of shots we got before the structure started to fail. The water balloon barrages at the summer party were quite popular.