Buckle up, kids! Daddy's puttin' the hammer down.

Spike ,'Touched'


Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


-t - Apr 24, 2018 1:24:17 pm PDT #24670 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

If duct tape can't hold him you are definitely in trouble.


Connie Neil - Apr 24, 2018 1:28:21 pm PDT #24671 of 30002
brillig

duct tape can't hold him

An excellent idea for a t-shirt, with bits of duct tape adhesive in spots all over it.


Jesse - Apr 24, 2018 3:12:06 pm PDT #24672 of 30002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Best thoughts for your cousin, Epic.

I am sick, and I don't like it! And I want to go to work tomorrow, because it's a whole-team training/bonding thing in the afternoon, and I'd rather not miss it. But if I'm even worse Thursday, I have meetings that day I really really shouldn't miss. Uggghhhhh. Maybe I'll try to sleep in and see how I do. Or just take drugs and power through.


SuziQ - Apr 24, 2018 4:11:38 pm PDT #24673 of 30002
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

I was gonna call this my non-whiny news, but being pathetic was part of it. I was in TJs moving VERY slow, attempting not to set off my foot. One of the folks asked if he "could help with anything, Miss.". a) Had been a long time since anyone called me Miss. and b) I guess I lOOked more pathetic than I felt.

Then I was at the cashier and same guy went to grab my cart before I was at his area, which is usually fine. But it was my support and I guess I wobbled a bit. He apologized and we chatted a bit about injuries in general. A moment after he popped my bags in my cart, the manager walked by and kinda snuck a bouquet of flowers in my cart. When I noticed, right at the door, both were busy but they heard my thank you and each gave me a quick smile.

There are good people out there.


Laura - Apr 24, 2018 4:27:40 pm PDT #24674 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

What a delight, Suzi! Now I am smiling too.

After a long drought period the skies have opened and it is flooding all over. I drove very slowly home from getting my nails done and my head is pounding worse than the thunder. If it hadn't been so late I would have just waited it out. Dislike driving on flooded streets. Not dangerous type flooding, just have to crawl along to not have 100 foot spray type flooding.

My SIL had bags of clothes she thought I would like that she got from who knows where. I was amused that she actually thinks I wear like an 8 or small size.


-t - Apr 24, 2018 4:33:31 pm PDT #24675 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Aw, that's sweet, Suzi.


sarameg - Apr 24, 2018 5:27:33 pm PDT #24676 of 30002

It's only Tuesday, I have no bandwidth, basically offline most of 2 days except work... it's been a long week. I want a nap.


hippocampus - Apr 24, 2018 5:39:33 pm PDT #24677 of 30002
not your mom's socks.

sending lots of ~ma, Epic


msbelle - Apr 24, 2018 5:48:51 pm PDT #24678 of 30002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I worked from home today and the kittens are so noisy and also dirty. good lord. I am concerned that two are not eating the wet food like the others so I got a bottle and cut the end of the nipple off and they are both taking the kitten formula stuff that way and then I was able to sneak in some of the wet food when they were chomping down. razor sharp teeth and claws are leaving marks all over my hands and forearms, maybe my neck also.

cleaned out the whole kennel again today and did another load of laundry. I am getting a tiny taste of what people dealt with for infants. NO THANK YOU.


Connie Neil - Apr 24, 2018 7:13:36 pm PDT #24679 of 30002
brillig

Another thing I like about British Antiques Roadshow: the appraiser was presented with a box of toys that had been packed away when the owner, a 10-year-old boy, had been killed in the 30s. The appraiser audibly choked up and said she felt deeply uncomfortable about putting a value on the treasures of a dead little boy but he deserved not to be forgotten.