It is 12:45 a.m. and raining. I want to play a game. I learned this game on one of the kids' forums. I can't play there because they address things like school, sex, homework. Things I know nothing about.
To play, you end your post with TPBM (the person below me) then you make a true/false statement. For example, if Kiwi had said, TPBM tucks in her shirts. I would reply Fasle .. my poptarts don't reach my waist. Then I make one.
Umm...true? I can order my pork chops from the butcher in two languages. I'm not so good at games. Besides, I'm in the middle of making heart-shaped cherry jello and stuff because it's Valentine's Day and we all just love each other so d*mn much.
I am at work but my boss is home ill. I have no Valentine. However, DS and I are going out tonight to see a play. "Cookin'." Anyone seen this or know about it?
False, but I have some lovely age spots on my hands.
Tomorrow is the day I leave for Arizona! I don't have a thing packed. Totally unprepared, but that is how I travel. Geez, Cowper, DS will be a world traveler before he's 21. I'm jealous. I think the only place I'd been by that age was southern California and BC. Oh wait. I haven't gone much further than that at 48. I'm sorry you're having boss problems. Maybe she's not so much psychopath or sociopath, but extremely narciscistic. No empathy for other ppl, only sees things as in how they relate to themselves. I think this is my dad's description.
DH has been so sweet the last few days. He's missing me already.
TPBM ..... oh I'm so dense, I can't think of anything..... is under sunny skies today.
Well, true, if you count a fresh wreath and a couple of doodads to trim it with...
Cute game!
Wabbit, have a wonderful time at the spa! I will be thinking of you luxuriating in fabulous surroudings and eating gourmet, healthy food. Ah, lovely.
Haven't planned out the spring college trip yet, but I think it will include Boston and NYC. Especially Columbia U., and Harvard, Tufts, Brandeis, Emerson, maybe. Maybe Barnard and Vassar. Bard. Heck if I know. That's just a tad too many for a week, eh?
TPBM posted a message before I got finished with mine. Making her TPAM.
gakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!! the damn shop lease is going before City Council tonight---if they 'pass' the resolution,i think i can begin painting and cleaning tomorrow night---i think i will take my camera so i can get some before and after shots---------TPBM is thinking of loosing weight this century.
Went to see Cookin' last night. If you ever have a chance, GOOOO. I don't remember laughing so hard ever. Audience participation was a riot. LIterally. The story involves cooks preparing a feast. At one point, this hilarious guy got the audience screaming and clapping then his "boss" ordered him offstage to do some chore. The "boss" looks at the audience, pretends the applause is for himself and starts doing magic tricks. So funny!
False. Coffee is evil and makes me wonky. A nice cup of orange pekoe is my poison.
I'm siiiiiiiiiiiick. Woke up in the middle of the night feeling vaguely nauseated so I took half a seasick pill and have been lying in bed all day. Called off all my egagements and did nothing. Still feel weird - headache, stomachache, earache, kind of flu-like but with no fever. This will pass by tomorrow, right?
Ssshh Don't tell. False. Bad me. Although the day is not over yet; it's only 2:53.
I'm going on the bus with a gaggle of teenagers to a band competition tomorrow. Won't that be fun?
I'm sorry you're feeling so icky, Sug. It sounds a lot like what I had a few weeks ago. It went away It was really only about a 24 hour thing, but the nausea lasted a few days.
All that beautiful snow we had last week is totally wrecked: it snowed this morning and turned to rain so now we have giant snowbanks of wet, compressed slushy crap. And I didn't even get out into the beautiful snow. I'm a dope with no gumption.
TPBM has been running around like a chicken with her head cut off all day.
False... I've been lying around like a chicken with head cut off... a LONNNNG time ago.
I think I have 8 of 10 official burnout symptoms.... thinking of clients when I'm at home, wanting to avoid them, etc. etc. Since I had so few I took TWO days at home and mostly slept and knitted. Oh, and several loads of laundry. It was "unseasonably" warm... it is 68 at 1:00 am.... and I only looked at the pansies and watered them... along with two new trees. The Helleboruses must wait.
DH's roses are opening orangely on the livingroom table. He is a dear.
I was depressed and out of sorts. Might be back on the psychic treadmill... tomorrow will tell.
Kiwi... beautiful floral avatar.
Hope psycho bosses all fall into a crevasse during spring thaws.
TPBM was an alternate for the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit issue.
True! He's 8 yrs old, likes to go around singing "Don't Step on my Blue Suede Shoes", is STILL suffering from and Oedipus complex, and thinks I'm the purdiest thing this side of the Great Wall of China.
Now dh has the flu. Excellent! He got up in the middle of the night to get a hot water bottle and has been in bed ever since (local time: 4:36 p.m.). He called in sick to work,something he never does, so he must be really ill. Ds8, aka L'il Elvis, also went to bed with a stomach ache right after school but seems to have made a miraculous recovery. We'll see. Looks like I won't have to cook dinner tonight.
DS is going to Berlin, Munich, some other places and flying out of Frankfurt. Sounds sooo wonderful. I wanna go!
Actually, IF I had the money I could go. But this week's Time Mag's cover story is on what teachers hate about parents. It tells of this senior class at the end of the year. A bunch of mom's showed up at the school and an administrator asked them what their purpose was that day. They said it was the last day these kids would eat lunch together and they wanted to watch.!! DS should appreciate me after that. I may hover but I try not to embarrass him.
TPBM puts extra vowels in their words. Very colourful.
Don't tell. False. Bad me. Although the day is not over yet; it's only 2:53.
It was really only about a 24 hour thing, but the nausea lasted a few days.
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