Here's what I am mad about today: I lived in this house on this highway for over four years. I have a bad cat who will not use the cat box and who goes outdoors daily. For the First Time in my knowledge, he crossed the damn highway today. When I got home, he came running across the road, not from the neighbors yard like always. He will be killed soon and I feel angry and helpless about it.

Well, are there good movies in Germany? Name one. I dare you.

I think I heard of the one where the person ties helium balloons to wingdings and photographs them. A tad too creative for me.

I had this local customer today throw a tantrum because she hates snowbirds. She was on her way to her boat house, whatever that is, to meet her children who were coming from out-of-town and some snowbird had told her the local economy depends on them. She pointed a finger at my face and said, "Who do you think they build these highrises for?" She went on-and-on and ended by saying that the snowbirds are not even of the quality we used to have as now we get "FACTORY WORKERS." I was very embarrassed just listening to her.

They were talking about quantum physics this morning and I realized I'm in the wrong universe. I am going to go look for the one with the thin, neat, smart me right now.

I am here all day. Please post a lot.

I am still here. I am gathering up stuff that I would've used in the little kids classroom and getting it ready to give to a young woman whom I like very much and who is going to school to be a teacher. Right now, she's teaching a home schooled six-year-old to read. I always thought that kids who were home schooled were taught by the parents. Anyway, I am getting rid of stuff and Bagz told me once that it's only way to clean. I can't bring myself to give up the books though.

Someone tell me what to do with children's CDs? Just hand them over, right? It's just that I remember paying for them but wouldn't it be nice to get rid of the clutter. Bagz!1 Tell me.

Where was I yesterday? :dunno: Sorry I missed your onlineness, Peachie. I suppose you are right about getting rid of stuff. Think of it this way, if you don't have someone you can give them to who will use them, then you can donate them to Goodwill or whatever and somebody will find a treasure trove of good stuff and be thrilled. Our library takes donations of any books and cds in decent shape -- if they don't want it their catalog, they sell it at their annual book sale. Or you could try Freecycle.

Speaking of old stuff, the director of the high school show choir asked me the other day if I had anything good for costumes for their show -- they are doing The Wedding Singer, set in the 80s I guess. The only thing I could think of were old bridesmaids dresses. I guess I'll go look through them, I think I had 3, but one was a red velvet gown that, well, would look better on a fainting couch than a person. I would be more inclined to lend these if DD was still in it, but they are fairly organized about costumes, so I assume I'll see them again. He will be some surprised when he realizes that they are size 10s or so. :lol:

I have not been doing very well on the food logging lately. I've got to get on the stick, because, true to form, when I don't write it down I eat twice as much. Last night I ate an entire bag microwave popcorn. At least I didn't add butter...

Later gators

HIHIHIHIHI

I have another dietitian appt tomorrow. I can't imagine why. What could she possibly tell me that she didn't already?

I should go eat something.

I have a grocery store question. Do they teach baggers to bag in paper anymore? When I request paper bags, they do half the stuff in plastic anyway (sometimes they ask me first, and I feel pressured to be agreeable, like I've done something very onerous by asking for paper) and frequently they pack the paper bags so full you can hardly pick them up. More than once I've asked them to take a few things out or not to make them so heavy. One of the girls who did the worst job was only about 85 lbs herself; I almost asked her if she would want to carry bags that heavy.

One time I wrote up a complaint about it and I was assured by the store manager in a personal letter that they would take care to bag my groceries in paper every time. Of course it made no difference. What's the inside scoop?

Kiwi

You wrote a complaint letter? You can help me deal with my credit card company. I write them often.

They learn to bag with experience. My advice is to find a bagger or baggers who do a pretty job or who seem to actually care and go down the lines they're in when you can. Praise them. Guide them. Tip them. Tell them exactly what you want .. paper but not too heavy. No plastic. You can say that "NO PLASTIC!" People say it. They carry things with no bags to avoid plastic.

My questions: Why don't you have your own bags and why do you prefer paper to plastic?

I am going to check out this game called Second Life. DS says it's expensive but this woman at work said it's free. She has had a stroke and hip surgery and then cancer. When she got the cancer, she didn't tell anyone in 3-d life because she was depressed over it all. She told people in the game and they got her through it until someone at work found her in tears and she had to 'fess up.

Bye. Love you. Smack.

I filled out those "suggestion" cards, added my name and address.

Unfortunately I don't think it's possible to pick a line based on the bagger. Most of the time I don't see anyone bagging, or a checker bags for the line next to hers when she's not busy. I have no discernible routine to my life (except sleeping late) so I don't see the same people from one time to the next. The people who do the best job bagging are also the people who make me the most uncomfortable; one always asks me about DD and I feel guilty that I rarely ask about her daughter; the other is apparently mentally disabled and always makes challenging awkward remarks when I ask for paper. There are more. God, no wonder I hate shopping. Maybe I'll switch stores. The IGA employs mostly teenagers, who are perfectly happy to pretend they don't know me even when they do. Well, except for DD's friends, but they are very pleasant to encounter.

I've considered bringing my own bags, but I would be embarassed to show up with a collection of 5 or 6 different ones, and I'm too cheap to buy theirs. Also the main reason I use paper is so I can reuse them again for garbage bags. Although one reason I hate plastic bags is that I put my groceries in the back end of the SUV and plastic bags just slump all over and everything rolls out, while paper bags stand up nicely next to each other. That's my official reason.

Plus I live in a paper mill town for heavens sake! -- you'd think the local stores would be proponents of paper!

I had the impression that anyone could join Second Life for free. But I guess there are a lot of parts of it you have to pay for. That is sad about the lady with cancer. I hate to think what I would do with a diagnosis, maybe the same thing. I'd be more likely to tell you all about it than relatives.

I'm going to go make Greek braised green beans. DH is at a meeting and wants to fry up moose heart when he comes home. I will need to have something really good to counter with in case it's barfy.

Did I ever tell you that I use 2 computer mice now? One on the left side, one on the right. One is a rollerball. Switching off has saved my elbows, I think. I credit my old OT guy who forced me to keep trying to find a solution that worked.

Are their bags 99 cents and hold as much as 3 or 4 plastic bags and stand up like little boxes when filled? They are very nice. Otherwise, bring your own and be a rebel. Lots of people bring old funny bags. They like them and we don't care.

DS just learned that he didn't get the internship he applied for. I am sad about it. I think it's the right path for him and all that.

Hey, we have ONE customer everybody hates. Her usual greeting to baggers is, "Do you know how to bag? Have you seen the video?" Try that, especially on the ones who pretend not to know you. You can pretend to be someone else as well. This particular customer asked an uppidy office staff person for something and the os-person said they were understaffed and she couldn't get it right then. The woman then said, "Go scr*w yourself" and went off and reported her. I thought it was amusing. Still do.

WELL!!!IT'S MUSICAL WEEK---and like kiwonk,i am roped in to the scene once again---this time they asked me to DO THE BACKDROP,THE DAY BEFORE OPENING NIGHT!!!!! HOW INSANE IS THAT?????--- the musical is Oliver Twist----the backdrop behind the London Bridge is just a black wall-----they decided after watching dress rehearsal that it was too stark,so COULD I COME AND FIX IT!!!!--- well,i had to hang over the chasm between the bridge and the back wall of the stage in order to work,so no way was i PAINTING!!! so i went to the art supply store and bought a box of white chalk pastels====i drew the whole scene which was just rooftops and spires-----no one touches the wall,so it won't get ruined over the five performances-----CRAZY EH!!! _--it took a few hours but it was kind of fun-----one of my good friends has a daughter in the show ----she plays Nancy---Bill Sykes' girl---she steals the show---just a fantastic actress and singer and only in grade nine----soooo=---i have seen the performance twice already and i am going again tonight!!!---this is a busy week,cause there are three dd's here,one is home for 'reading' week---haha,not much reading going on!!----i am still very sick of this crappy winter and my mother is heading for florida on a bus with a tour of ladies-----BIG MOUTH SNOWBIRD TYPES NO DOUBT!!!-- they only stay for a few weeks though!------i like the grocery bags you can buy at the store---our new ones at sobeys have BLUEBERRIES ,KIWIS,AND OTHER FRUITS PICTURED ALL OVER THEM---VERY PRETTY!!!!! if i ever send your chicken bones and cow earrings i will send a bag too----i like talking about sending things more than actually sending them---the trouble is,i really do have a stack of chickenbone boxes waiting to be mailed----what an effin LOSER THIS COW IS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOME DAY -----WHEN IT FINALLY HAPPENS IT WILL BE A SHOCK INDEED----THE FIRST PERSON TO SEND MY AN OBAMA FOR PRESIDENT PIN,I WILL SWEAR ON THE HOLYBOOKS OF THE WORLD TO SEND CHICKENBONES-----THAT IS WHAT I REALLY NEED---INCENTIVE!!!!

FEATURING---THE KIWI BAG!!!---I CAN'T FIND THE BLUEBERRY ONE RIGHT NOW----http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.igayourhometownadvantage.ca/ontario/images/compliments_bag.gif&imgrefurl=http://www.igayourhometownadvantage.ca/ontario/whatsnew.asp&h=300&w=183&sz=26&hl=en&start=5&sig2= IpChDJ-a12Grxu5Il_jbmA&um=1&tbnid=xA-yPLVCSlyILM:&tbnh=116&tbnw=71&ei=3Am-R53ZNJ2UggKA3f3mDQ&prev=/images%3Fq%3DSOBEYS%2B%2B%2BBAGS%26um%3D1%26hl%3De n%26safe%3Doff%26rlz%3D1B2GGGL_enCA203CA203%26sa%3 DG

That is a nice looking bag. My dear, did you know that if you click on the little "world" symbol you could actually include the link in your message? Just saying... :D I wonder if they sell those at our IGA. Normally I shop at the Hannaford because it has better selection, but the IGA is where all Dd's friends work during vacations. I could get one of those kiwi bags and carry it all over the place and nobody would know I was advertising my internet name!

:rolleyes:

Or I could make my own bags. Hmmm I've always wanted to make tote bags, never actually gotten around to it. I'll bet if I could come up with some nice designs, there is a local shop that would carry them. Too bad I have no artistic talent.

Does anyone recognize this script below? DH has collected a bunch of jewelry from the Grammie Store (what DD calls her grandmother's vast collection of yardsale and family castoffs) to see if it's worth anything. This is a silver man's ring. It was so tarnished it didn't look like anything much; I cleaned it up, but it's still not real pretty. We're wondering what it might say.

I am bummed that DS didn't get his internship. How could they be so dumb as to not snap that boy up? Oh yeah, it's the government, maybe that answers that question.

oh my heaVENS!!-- I MISSED THAT PART ABOUT PEACHBOY-----HOW IN THE WORLD WOULD HE NOT GET THAT?? I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE SOMEONE BETTER QUALIFIED!!!--- can you reapply or are there any other decent possibilities?

what world thing??you know i know nothing about this posting business---i even forgot how to make coloured lettering!!!

Yeah, I know, you're so new at this LOLOL -- When you reply, all those little icons above the blank message box --> the one that looks a blue circle with a little chain link over it is the link icon. Click it Woman! :lol:

It's snowing here again :dizzy:

I have to go make signs. I am the expert paper sign maker. Our h.s. is hosting the district vocal and instrumental jazz festival next week. Hopefully I will get to watch show choirs and stuff, although I am working in the office during it, signing people up and stuff. Right now I need to be making some signs for them. And stuff. Lots of stuff.

Then a few weeks later, we host the state instrumental jazz festival. Tons more work. I haven't figured how I'm going to do the outdoor signs this year; last year a lot of them blew down or got soaked. The weather was hideous. Everyone keeps saying it's going to be nice weather this year. Ha, never happen.

ta darlings.

make them pay for laminated sheets----then at least if they blow down the signs won't disintegrate!!----WABBY HAVE THOSE DAFFYDOWNDILLYS BLOOMED YET?????Thanks for the ideas kiwonk-----just for helping me out i am sending you a kiwi bag-----BUT FIRST I NEED MY OBAMA PIN!!!

I don't have an Obama pin. I have no pin. How is this related to chicken bones? Chicken bones, like postcards, are one of those things promised but never delivered. Obama pins are something you have to go out of your way to get but probably are obtainable. But I haven't obtained one.

Does anyone remember Pistol Pete Maravich? I saw him play basketball once. i remmeber he was the most skilled something in basketball history ever. I just found that he has a Christian blog. Search Pistolpete.

DS read in a book that when they were planning the Panama Canal, which coulda been in Colombia instead, they knew they were making thousands of native people (Indians) move but didn't care. He's glad he's not working for people like that. This relates to the internship somehow.

Bagzie, I tried my best to get you your Obama pin, but they're all backordered......... unless you want an Asian Americans for Obama pin or a NJ for Obama pin. I could get you a Women for Obama bumper sticker.

I'm going to Seattle on the train today w/ my sis's for the garden show. Maybe I could take pictures of daffodillys there. Only crocuses are blooming here, but my daffs are ready to burst any day now.

Environmentally correct ppl here choose paper grocery bags b/c they're easily recycled. Do you all have recycling services where you live? I was shocked to discover that in AZ they have NO recycling service. We have a huge bin that's bigger than our garbage cans where you can throw all your recyling stuff into. No sorting. In AZ they throw away everything and pick up garbage 2 times a week. Unthinkable.

Peaches, I was going thru some photos yesterday and came across one of you and Z-boy when he was only up to your shoulder. Would you be shocked if I sent you some Seattle postcards? This may only be a tease.

Last year we did laminate the signs, but then we kind of ruined it by either stapling them to wooden poles or punching holes in them to tie them to metal poles :doh: Someone suggested we use a whatchamacallit rivet-like thing to make holes in them. :shrug: Oh yeah, grommets!

Cool A Kiwi Bag! Wow, I couldn't even get a campaign poster or bumper sticker at the caucus. I was willing to swipe it off the wall, too, but apparently other people got there first. I will have to dig deeper.

I remember him. Same vintage as Bill Whatshisname the guy from NJ, wasn't he? Or was he the same vintage as Larry Byrd. I seem to recall he was kind of good looking. When I was 14, that was the important thing in basketball players. A friend and I used to go to the b-ball games at Davidson College because the players were really cute. I have a ton of autographs. Can you imagine -- a college guy being asked for an autograph by a couple of cute teenyboppers as he's running off the court all sweaty. :lol:
Supposedly our recycling center recycles plastic bags too, but I am the suspicious type and have my doubts. Certainly paper is easier to sell. And if it goes in the landfill it will someday breakdown, unlike plastic film. I'd be in favor of the corn-squeezins plastic bags they used for a while and I hear are doing again, but I'd still want the paper for the sake of sturdiness and reusability. I haven't bought a package of kitchen garbage bags in decades, literally.

I'm always astonished at people who don't recycle -- it's utterly unfathomable for entire communities to just ignore it! My aunt used to recycle back in the 70s; I remember her flattening things and I remember my mother thinking it was such a chore for her. But my parents have been recycling for years themselves. When we first started going to the beach 8 or 10 years ago, they used to collect all the recyclable stuff we produced during the week and load it into the trunk of their car and drive it home to recycle it! After a few years I discovered recycling bins on the island so we use those now, but I respect them for that kind of dedication. The people who live in this town have to cart both their garbage and their recycling to the dump, separate everything themselves. We live outside of town and have garbage pickup, but I still take my recycling to the dump, all sorted. I can't imagine just not doing it, unless it was quite impossible. Such as, if you lived in this town and didn't have a car. I guess you would starve to death and get buried under a mountain of garbage anyway, so problem solved....

Wow, crocuses and daffodils. Mmmm such a lovely thought.

Dream.

Distant fantasy.

kiwi

I want an Asian Americans for Obama pin more than anything!!! Send it with the postcards and I'll find local candy to send you in lieu of chicken bones which Bagz has eaten by now.

Is anyone else's screen all weird on 3fc? Like too wide and things don't fit?

my screeen is tooooooo wide too!!!---i DO want a bumper sticker!! i really do!!! and asian pins are good too!!! Okay you bags----you have shamed me into sending the chicken bones---really it's true!!BUT------tell me again why you need postcards---i thought that was all done??? explainez vous!!!

I won the postcard contest. People are now to send ME postcards so they can win. The person with the most points wins. Everytime someone sends me one, I have to send one back. Some send a lot and I needs variety to send back.

I learned something sweet about my store. There's a woman in her 90s who works handing out samples of stuff. She has no regular hours. She comes in whenever she feels like it. Isn't that nice?

There is this man on the radio who barely can read and he's reading from the Bible. She stretcheth. Out her hand. To the. Needy. Her husband. Also. Calls her blessed.

Some of his words are all mumbly and I don't know what he means.

Who can find? A virchus woman. Who can find? A virchus woman.

Aman. Yes. Aman. Aman the Lord. Aman. I see the influence my muh muh muther had on my life. Aman the Lord. I heard the gospel. That changed my life. Aman the Lord my heart.

Peaches is goin ta H-E-double hockey sticks :devil: You virchus woman you.

I have found something for Bagz. She will be very excited. She will send me chicken bones.

My 3fc window scrolls over a long way to the right, but I can see all the posts without moving over. If I grab the right edge of the browser window and pull it right and left, the text just wraps to the window and I can read all of it. You can't? Post a question on the help forum; Suzanne will probably know what's wrong with it.

My DD actually stayed put this weekend at school, while the bf was home on vacation. DD went to the movies with her roommate and some other girls, went sliding (sledding) last night -- at least she was planning to, and went shopping for smoked salmon to bring to a potluck dinner with the assoc. she belongs to. :chin: I wonder if all this fun will make the bf nervous.

Things keep flying by my window; it's freaking me out -- I can only see it with the corner of my eye. Must be chunks of snow falling off the roof.

The prison bars of icicles have all melted and gone. Although we still have 4-5 foot snow/ice/snowdrifts. But it's really sunny today and maybe some of it will shrink.

Here's a surprisingly good thing to eat: I bought one of those chinese cabbages (napa?), and the other night DH had already eaten dinner, so I made this for myself. I sliced the whole head in half lengthwise and used half. I mixed olive oil and a little balsamic vinegar with salt and pepper on a plate and, using tongs, swished the cabbage half around in it. Meanwhile I sliced a clove of garlic and started it cooking in a griddle pan with olive oil, then put the cabbage in the pan and grilled it on both sides. Scraped all the oil and vinegar into the pan (only a spoonful or so). Added more salt and pepper and ate it with a knife and fork. Absolutely yummy. Not very cabbagy at all, except where it wasn't browned.

Later gators

Are you sending me one too? Virchus is virtuous to those of us who can read and speak understandable English. I like cabbages.

I forgot why I came here to post. I bought a bottle of wine, screwed in the corkscrew, and am not strong enough to pull it out apparently. What do I do?

I can't read the messages - everything is so wide. Like me. I was on a total roll - exericisinging 30 mins a day and I lost 6 whole lbs and then got struck down by some kind of sleeping sickness virus that makes me sleep all day and all night.

We have to pay 20 cents for plastic shopping bags but they are very sensible and sturdy and can be reused hundreds of times. We use those or cloth bags. There are no baggers here - you just chuck all yer stuff back in the cart and then bag it wherever you like - in the store, in the parking lot, throw it all in the trunk, whatever. Germany is known as a "customer service desert" . Not dessert, which would be good, but desert, which is dry and dusty and bad.

Heehee you're making me laugh, Peachie. Okay, here's what you do when you can't budge the corkscrew: Put the wine bottle on the floor and wedge your feet on either side of it. Then pull up slow and steady on the corkscrew. That should do it. If the cork breaks and part of it falls inside, I have a party trick for removing it....

Sugar, I'm so sorry you are sick. Hope you sleep it off! That must be one of the perks, or perhaps I should say compensations, of not having kids at home anymore: I hardly ever get sick these days.

Speaking of sick, I went on a "sick" snowshoe hike with Jet this afternoon. We still have so much snow, but it is covered with a thick layer of ice, then more snow. Makes it really hard to get anywhere, but I decided I couldn't wait any longer to get poor Jet out for a long walk, so I plodded along. It was tough going, I must say. Kind of worried that the dog would hurt herself, because she bounds ahead and runs over the top of the snow, but frequently breaks through the ice layer. A couple of times it stopped her short. Most places the snow under the ice is soft for about a foot deep. I took an old ski pole with me in case I needed it, and I plunked it down in one place and it went down 3 feet! Well, Jet is tired anyway. That was the goal.

Hey, I'm noticing some wide lines too: when I'm in the reply page, if I scroll down to look at the previous messages, they run off the screen. I'm going to ask Suzanne.

I'm going to bid on an ebay item tonight. Wish me luck.

Peachie, what's DS going to do for summer now? Is he planning any study abroad next year, or has he done enough of that?

I think it's rubber. It's really stuck. I pulled and pulled and it's no taller. Should I go to the nearest Baptist and ask for help?

I don't know what he's doing. What are you buying?

Now I know why Germans act like they do in the store.

Peachy, do you need postcards with a message written on it, or blank, pristine, no writing on it postcards?

My excellent adventure to the garden show is over. On the way home the train engine broke and they had to bring a replacement from Portland to rescue us. We were supposed to get in at 8:30 pm and our arrival time was actually 10:45. It was a looonnnnngggg trip. I ate enough food to last me a month and had several yummy cocktails. I went shopping and bought 3 pair of shoes and 2 pair of boots. I love shoes. The size is always the same, and you don't have to look at your *ss when you try them on.

Sorry you're feeling sickly, Sugar. Hope you perk up soon.

I'm not walking today. I walked up hills and down hills in Seattle yesterday. I deserve a day off.

Peachie, what kind of corkscrew are you using? Just a straight one with a fixed handle? Have you tried anchoring it between your feet and twisting the corkscrew (to the right)? If it really won't budge, it must be really really dry. Cork or plastic should work the same way, although plastic won't crumble when it's dry. I suppose it could get glued to bottle by sugars in the wine though. How about holding it under hot water, drying it off well and trying again?

Or you could use it to christen a boat.

What is it about trains? I remember Sugar got stuck while travelling by train not too long ago. How was the garden show? Did you see my friend Julie?

You are so right about shoes, I never thought of it that way. You gotta love a mirror that only shows you from the ankles down.

I don't have a boat but I may christen the sidewalk out of frustration. The corkscrew has a little hat that sits on the bottle and guides the screw into the center of the cork. I got the screw all the way in. I pull and pull and nothing budges. I am not really strong so that may be it. I never want another corky bottle ever.

When I picture those shoe-mirrors, I think I need to shave my legs.

I always feel teary eyed when I hear of people being kind. that 90+ woman who gets to choose her own hours did it. Watching nighttime Price is Right and seeing Drew Carey stop a game when a woman becomes confused rather than let her run out of time and lose. He told her to take a breath and explained exactly where she was in the game. So sweet. And you've probably heard of that book "How Starbucks Saved My Life" by this guy who had an exceptionally successful life then ended up with nothing. He was having a cup of coffee in Starbucks when the manager offered him a job and now Tom Hanks is interested in the book he wrote about it. I heard him interviewed the other day. He told about his job in the shop is cleaning the bathroom and once when it was newly clean, a homeless man asked to use it. He told the man it was out of order and the manager, who hired him, took him aside and told him never to do that again as the last thing that man needed was to be disrespected. Everyone who comes through the door gets respect, he learned from her. I just love that stuff.

I love that stuff too, Peaches, but you never said if you need unwritten on or written on postcards.

Kiwi, thank you for asking, the garden show was wonderful and not crowded. We walked until I had to take my shoes off and put them in my bag. No one seemed to care if I walked around in my socks. For someone who loves shoes so much, they sure do torture me.

I bought a cute little desk from Craig's list for $30. I'm going to give it a new coat of paint. It's adorable. I'm going to redo my office area, even if I am going to be moving. I have a decorating itch that needs to be scratched.

Peachie, I just had to post to tell you about another nice thing someone did: I had recorded the Academy Awards and only watched part of it last night. I watched the rest of it tonight. A young man and young woman who I'd never heard of before received the Oscar for best song; they seemed to be pretty shocked that they won. The man did his little speech and when the woman got up to the mike, the music started playing and they were escorted off the stage. Then there was a commercial and after it, Jon Stewart (who hosted it) brought the woman back onstage to do her little speech. I thought that was pretty sweet -- he must have realized that this was probably the biggest moment in this woman's life and she would kind of be leaving feeling cheated of it.

What the **** is this I hear about Ralph Nader?

He's running for president again. As usual. :dizzy:

Speaking of politics, I think Hillary should stop being so damn cranky. :mad:

I need to go teach the urchins at the library. Ten 9-yr-old girls. Ooog.

I need blank ones to mail to other people, Wabby.

That is sweet, Kiwi. It's just spur-of-the-moment decisions to do some tiny thing. They don't seem to come all that often.

Something tells me Sugar is not a Hillary fan.

Whether you're a Hillary fan or not, she seems down right Sybil-ish lately. One day she's standing next to Obama talking about what an honor it is to be running against him and the next day she's being extremely sarcastic about him. If she's going down, I wish she'd do it gracefully. It would leave her options open for a campaign in the future. There's always 2012..... and if McCain is any example, you can keep running until they check you into the old folks home.

It has come to my attention that I'm buying shoes and desks and stuff instead of facing reality and selling off a race car and a boat and a horse trailer and a motorhome. It's a lot more fun to buy shoes than it is to go through your love's clothing and stuff. It's what I have left and it's almost unbearable to face. Sorry to be such a downer, but hey, that's me today.

awwwwwwwwww wabby----it's so good to have you back ---hearing about the garden show and your shoe fetish!!! going through your love's things---that is heartwrenching----i will send you hugs and warm thoughts and lots of love----it won't help much but for what it's worth----maybe it will help if someone who is really deserving buys something----i really wish this month would hurry up and get over with--i have never seen so many shack wacky ,stir crazy,AND CABIN FEVERED PEOPLE---I SHOULD BE LIKE British Admiral Lord WHO suffered from cabin fever, and thus on the ship HMS Victory had an enormous cabin built to settle this confinement disorder.----AND!!!! KIWI CAN ATTEST TO THE FACT THAT WE ARE EXPECTING ANOTHER EFFIN STORM TOMORROW--I HAVE LOST COUNT-------I THINK IT'S AT LEAST TWENTY SINCE OCTOBER------kiwi---did you say that dd was not coming home for 'reading week' or 'mid winter break'???? dd22 was here all last week and dd23 is off this coming week-----they all seem to have different times----

Yeah, that doesn't sound like the sort of thing you'd look forward to, Wab. But you'll get to it when you're ready. Maybe while you're preparing yourself psychologically for this, you could take the motorhome on a little tour -- to, oh I don't know, Maine, New Brunswick, maybe Florida?........................... ;)

We're going to get maybe 15 more inches of snow today and tomorrow. Isn't that exciting? :snowglo:

Later

They don't have a winter break. They have a reading period before exams at the end of every term, but that was in December. Tufts has a spring break in March. Of course her BF had his winter break last week. Then he has another one in April I think. Tufts only gives them the one week, they're tuff, lol.

I'm sure your dd's would prefer to have time off at the same time, but it's kind of nice for you, eh, to have one home one week and the other the next? Maybe actually get to spend some time with them? I feel like I barely saw DD over her Christmas break. I'd like to plan something to do with her when she does come home next month. Heaven knows what. She is already planning to go skiing with one of her friends one day. Oh I know! Spring cleaning! :rofl: