Pretty house, amych!
I'm very sorry if she tipped off anyone about your cunningly concealed herd of cows.
Simon ,'Safe'
Goodbye and Good Riddance: Hey, at least you didn't get a Peloton. (2019)
Take stock, reflect, butch, moan, vent. We are all here for it.
Calli - Jan 20, 2020 3:10:53 am PST #133 of 140
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
EpicTangent - Jan 20, 2020 10:22:33 am PST #134 of 140
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
I literally gasped - SUCH a great house!
quester - Jan 20, 2020 3:00:59 pm PST #135 of 140
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
amyparker! so glad you finally got it, hope it wasn't too crushed!
Shiny house is truly shiny!
P.M. Marc - Jan 20, 2020 3:14:12 pm PST #136 of 140
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
So shiny! So new!
SailAweigh - Jan 31, 2020 7:50:12 am PST #137 of 140
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Very late and belated thanks to Juliana and javachick for their cards!
This month has been a little rough on me. I finally had to ask my doctor for a letter of accommodation to take to work to negotiate getting relieved of some of my duties. I started suffering severe shaking in my hands, shoulders and arms to where I couldn't even type. I stayed home from work a few days to try and deal with it on my own, but it actually got worse with the thought of going to work. After a couple weeks of on and off work, I said the hell with it and asked for the letter from my doctor. We've finally got the wording worked out the way I like, so I should have that in my hot little hand soon to take to my supervisor. And I'm going to print out all the e-mails where I asked him for help and he blew me off. Give the coffin some shape and then chuck the letter at him like it's the last nail.
DCJensen - Nov 03, 2020 8:51:46 am PST #138 of 140
All is well that ends in pizza.
Oh dear oh dear it’s almost time for this year. Goodbye and Good Riddance 2020: We will speak of it no longer. Ptui!
Beverly - Nov 04, 2020 4:51:30 pm PST #139 of 140
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Is there a link?
Laura - Dec 03, 2020 12:11:22 pm PST #140 of 140
Our wings are not tired.
Closing this one down. To kiss and/or kick 2020 goodbye go here - [link]