Man, we're going to need a Sock Wrangling Day or something.
Well, my days of not taking you seriously are certainly coming to a middle.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
DavidS - Jan 26, 2011 2:56:06 pm PST #19222 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
tommyrot - Jan 26, 2011 2:58:38 pm PST #19223 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.
I need to buy new socks and cull the ones with holes.
Onerous sock day!
sarameg - Jan 26, 2011 2:59:51 pm PST #19224 of 30001
I do not have sock issues. I put all my dirty socks in a mesh bag, wash them in the bag and then match and put them away right then. Rarely lose socks that way. OH! I always have a pair toasting on a radiator. Waaaaaarm soooooooockssssss.
Boiling water with cinnamon on the stove. One, to get the humidity up (my nose is protesting the dry in a disconcerting manner) and two, it smells good and comforting when it is cold and snowy out!
Jesse - Jan 26, 2011 3:00:21 pm PST #19225 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
The smartest sock-related thing I've ever done was buy multi-packs of white and black socks. I think I had to get men's. But it makes it so much easier!
I should still cull more of the rest of them.
sarameg - Jan 26, 2011 3:04:45 pm PST #19226 of 30001
Yeah, most of mine are black mens athletic socks bought in bulk. Or black sheer knee-highs.
Scrappy - Jan 26, 2011 3:09:16 pm PST #19227 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
I took the day off work to take my visiting 82-year-old mom out to Orange County to have lunch with her 89-year-old friend. Very nice and her friend is still lively of mind, but, lord, two elderly ladies do everything very SLOOOOOOWLY. Getting into the car and out of the car and into the restaurant and deciding what to eat--endless. Plus it was a 90-minute drive each way, so that was today for ya. Not really onerous, but definitely time consuming.
Steph L. - Jan 26, 2011 3:10:06 pm PST #19228 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
My onerous task for today was making a fool of myself in front of upper management.
Did...did they make you wear a sombrero?
That's an awfully *specific* example. What kind of places *have* you worked, Hec?
tommyrot - Jan 26, 2011 3:24:36 pm PST #19229 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.
I am now eating cornbread and drinking wheat beer. Nummy!
§ ita § - Jan 26, 2011 3:26:09 pm PST #19230 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I forgot to buy clementines at the store today. But I do have clementine soda. So that's something.
quester - Jan 26, 2011 3:27:50 pm PST #19231 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
I put all my dirty socks in a mesh bag, wash them in the bag
I do this, too! And I wrangled socks today as well. that was before I succumed to the cold again and napped a lot.