Oh My! I hate the idea of an anxiety ridden chickadee. They flutter and flitter and lose their feathers and eat too much. It makes me sad. Did you call the insurance company btw?
hmmm...let's see ....didn't pitchers and catchers report for duty? That means that Debkay is in .....gee...where is she...Baltimore? I spoke with her two days ago. She is alive and well and was preparing chicken for dinner. She is one highly organized woman and I for one was extremely impressed. We talked about cinchers. tight corset things with stays that you put around your waist. How fun is that?
If the goverment taxes breast augmentations does that mean it would be double taxation?
Jiff was out of town last night on business. Mom couldn't remember why she wasn't coming home so finally I gave up and told her that Jiff was having wild sex with multiple partners. I think that made an impression and hopefully Mom will remember. I don't think Jiff will mind, she's a good sport.
We celebrated Valentine's day today. I made (at Debkay's suggestion...cause she has a cheap dh too) his favorite manicotti dinner and garlic bread. Not a green thing was to be seen on his plate...just the way he likes it. Bought an apple pie. He gave me a gift certificate for a facial...hope I don't have to keep a straight face for that!!! The boys gave me a Whitman sampler...don't tell BOB...she'll beat my butt.
Jiff, Mom and the little guy and I are going to visit my other sister tomorrow. I just finished wrapping up all the Valentine presents. Love all the pink/red/white wrapping paper...it looks very spring like!
have I rambled enough?
sure I have.
Hang in there, Chickadee.
peach
ps...for all the years I've been here...I do believe I have never seen the word "fart" in print.
beans
psss...didn't someone try to sell a kidney on Ebay?