I can only imagine!!!
Hey! What a surprise! Hostile 17! Can I get you a drink, Hostile 17?
Xander ,'Dirty Girls'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
javachik - Mar 28, 2010 8:41:01 pm PDT #19527 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
smonster - Mar 28, 2010 8:51:20 pm PDT #19528 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
On the upside in talking about old times I learned that I had been judging myself way too harshly on a bit of shared history. So I wasn't really a brazen hussy back then, either! His ex was just psycho and possessive.
smonster - Mar 28, 2010 9:10:47 pm PDT #19529 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Outside on porch listening to rain. Need to clean gutters and reattach downspout.
beth b - Mar 28, 2010 9:16:40 pm PDT #19530 of 30001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
sounds like a good time all around smonster
When my BIL fell off a ladder he shattered both his heals -- the good news, all of his other joints had no injury. the bad news -- feet issues forever.
The same BIL bought 2 of the metal bats. he decided he needed a mating pair?
and grace on the swing --too much for words
msbelle - Mar 29, 2010 1:36:32 am PDT #19531 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
The alarm was set for 5:15 this morning, but the cats thought 4:30 was a better time for me to get up. On the plus side I got everything done in the house I wanted while mac still slept. Bad side 4:30!
We are at the airport now having coffee and donuts. 1 hour til boarding.
Laura - Mar 29, 2010 3:11:42 am PDT #19532 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
So I wasn't really a brazen hussy back then, either!
Sounds like the fun outweighed the awkward. And come on now, tell us you were at least a bit of a brazen hussy.
Have an awesome trip, msbelle.
Twin pictures this weekend were a joy to see.
Sparky1 - Mar 29, 2010 3:57:50 am PDT #19533 of 30001
Librarian Warlord
Kat, those pictures were wonderful! A very happy belated twin birthday for the whole family!
Safe travels, msbelle!
Professors should not call me at 8:30 a.m. on Monday morning to ask if I have an answer to the question they sent at 4:30 p.m on Friday (when she knows I leave work at 4 p.m.).
Jesse - Mar 29, 2010 4:02:21 am PDT #19534 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Holy crap, aurelia. I hope she's OK.
I am totally with Grace on the joy of swinging. I STILL love it.
Man, me too. And 7 weeks til Grace is home? Amazing!
You know what's good? Fried egg in bread-with-a-hole.
Nora Deirdre - Mar 29, 2010 4:03:35 am PDT #19535 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
How so? I love tiled counters!
Well, the problem I have with our tiled counters is the fact that the grout gets grimy very easily, and is hard (read: impossible) to clean. it looks nasty when wet, too. And the tile grout around the sink, due to it often being wet, is cracked (creating more exciting places for grime and mold to set up shop in) and starting to break off at the edge.
So, I am not a fan of the tile counters.
tommyrot - Mar 29, 2010 4:21:14 am PDT #19536 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
After years of resting our weary blogger heads on keyboards and netbooks, with visions of icons dancing through our heads, now we rejoice to see that finally a pillow suitable for the workspace has been created. Also, we can finally take out our frustration at Facebook with a few square punches without actually striking a monitor; we can also literally fling Gmail at someone who needs to get smacked upside the head with our unread thoughts — and no one actually gets hurt. Thank goodness for the Social Networking Pillows by Craftsquatch on Etsy. Now our cats can do what comes naturally and simultaneously act out our private impulses against MySpace all in one smooth movement.