anyway, it's exhausting just having him around. Great kid, but high energy.
There's a cluster of our great-niecephews who are all under 10, and they are made entirely of energy. They could power a city.
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
anyway, it's exhausting just having him around. Great kid, but high energy.
There's a cluster of our great-niecephews who are all under 10, and they are made entirely of energy. They could power a city.
ltc is awesome in every way, but she is also utterly exhausting sometimes. She can talk for HOURS.
I can relate... or, my relatives can, anyway. My "Aunt" Betty was watching me for my mom one day; she gave me a tape recorder, showed me how to use it, and let me do my thing... because I never stopped talking, and she just needed a damn break. I, meanwhile, had the time of my life with that thing. Guess whose parents bought her one post haste? Ha!
It’s been amazing since ltc has learned to read silently. There are whole hours where we don’t hear from her at all. She forgot to bring a book with her just now to moms and the whole ride was torture. I’m hoping they’ll have a book she wants at the store because I’ll pay anything for a quiet ride home.
There's a very cool used bookstore/tchotchke store/coffeeshop/bakery here in Topsail. Our nephew and I are going this afternoon to see how much we can buy. (We stopped in yesterday just for coffee but had to leave to get to the museum on time.) Amongst the tchotchkes, I saw at least 3 tiaras. And that is the story of how I may well be buying another tiara instead of a t-shirt on vacation.
Their Yelp page has pictures of how cool the store is: [link]
And this is my favorite Yelp review of the place: "Kind of a strange place, not sure what to call it. It's a bookstore primarily but they also sell (key lime) pies, jam, cured meats, and pretty good coffee too. Oh and a classic 1950s styled fridge draped in the American flag for $3500. It's weird but awesome. It gets even better if you go upstairs, it's like a treasure trove of books and random toys that you can just browse and try to pick out something unique. It ranges from children's books to Kurt Vonnegut so you can find just about anything. It's like that warehouse at the end of Indiana Jones where they stash the ark of the covenant except maybe it's smaller and nothing will melt your face off."
Their Yelp page has pictures of how cool the store is: [link]
What a fun place! Every seaside town should have one.
I feel like I might find the Ark of the Covenant. I just won't open it.
The shop was extremely cool -- 2 floors of used books, along with coffee and baked goods, as well as all manner of tchotchkes and, oddly, SMEG appliances. I couldn't find the Ark of the Covenant, but on the plus side, my face didn't melt off.
I did buy a tiara, along with 2 books, a bag of coffee, and some baked goods. Our nephew bought so many books they filled a brown paper grocery bag. When I met him at the cash register with my measly 2 books (and tiara), I eyed up his pile 'o books and he just said, "Don't judge! I know what I'm about!"
Oh, well done you two!
That is cool. Yesterday and Friday we didn't go to a bookstore but we went to OP Taylor's, the best toy store
I bought some mini unicorns. And at Blast From the Past which is like ... Halloween, dragons, White Squirrels , Fudge and touristy stuff all in one I got the cutest white squirrel figure. They had tiaras...but I did not buy another one.
Right now the bathroom floor is being fixed. It's on the home stretch but they needed more materials. So but it's going to be solid . I did realize that Lowe's accidentally charged me for the cheaper plywood last time.
I never wanted to be a home owner and I'm not now but I've lived here for 6 years (I think...) and have finally realized that we won't be moving (it's to expensive plus despite all the flaws with this place we have a great location and a great backyard) and I want to invest in my home.