ND, good luck.
no weirder than Eurovision itself.
Absolutely. I adore Eurovision weirdness. They took the expression "the floor is lava!" and are trying to raise it to a new level with every song.
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Never ate it (I'm vegetarian). But yeah, street food is good.
Someone pointed out how it's a perfect example of "who can tell which jokes". I think that's part of the mixed reception.
no weirder than Eurovision itself.
My favourite Eurovision snippet (aside possibly from Portuguese revolutionaries using it as a signal to overthrow the government) concerns the 1982 contest, hosted by the UK. After the contest was over, the BBC recycled the set for a Doctor Who adventure the next year. I like to think Doctor Who was at the time being produced by the Wombles.
Today I've gotten some auto parts, started some laundry, went out to look at a car (which was a bust because nobody was there and I ran out of time), I still need to put away laundry, take my son to an appointment, do some cleaning, repair the brakes on my car, replace two lug studs on my car, and pay bills. I also don't have any plans for dinner or time to do anything if I did so my wife will be pissed. I don't think it's going to be a good day. Today is exposing a flaw in my plan to look for a car for my son. There are a lot of dealers whose hours don't intersect with my available time.
Paying bills is depressing because medical expenses are continuing to kill us. It seems like every month something with a big expense comes up or insurance decides to not pay for something that I thought was already taken care of. It's like the eighth month of large one time medical expenses.
What is your wife doing while you're doing all this?
Get your ass in gear, Laura. I had a lovely dinner out last night, but drank wine, which I am now unaccustomed to, and have the lazies today. I've done the dishes and cleaned the litter box. Period.
My son Bobby is coming over tomorrow with the wife and in-laws to cook for his moms. Probably have my MIL and SIL here too. So I should do a bit more house cleaning. And do my nails.
Thinking of my mom as always on Mother's Day, and mostly just grateful that I had her until she was 95.
Order pizza for dinner, Gud. Perfect for Saturday night!
Timelies all!
Gary took Mr. S to a classmate's birthday party, so I have a little quiet time. I don't remember the name of the place where the party is, but I do know that the activities include cookie decoration and eating cake. A bunch of sugared-up 4 year-olds...what could possibly go wrong? :)
My mom brought me a bunch of plants for the backyard and we spent 2 hours putting them in. So later this summer I'll have butterflies and maaaaaaaybe hummingbirds!