Moooooooooo 2
 

Hello my lovelies.

I wrote a big long post, but it said the website was busy, so it kicked it out. It was a fascinating post. You would have all enjoyed it. :yes:

Poor Wabby I hate it when that happens to me.:stress: I hope you post it again though. Thanks for the new thread. I like the name moo2.
I am back on track today.:dance: I walked the treadmill today but just did 15 minutes. My nose was dripping tomuch. I am going to walk it again tonight. I am saying 20 minutes at least tonight/
Dinner is going to be Chicken Breast and Mashed Potatoes. I love my carbs. :high:
DH is going to be home all week and no go to Seattle. Geesh just when I want him gone he is here. I am female and ya can't please me.
Where are all the other cowsies today?
Brattie:wizard: :drill:

Thanks for the good thoughts, everyone. And I'm glad to hear I'm not the only one who's had the floor at her feet... :dz:

I feel your pain, brattie dear. Not being there when the kid's hurting is the pits. My DD broke her arm while DH and I were out in Idaho on vacation once. She was staying with her grandparents. Worse yet, it happened while we were out of reach of a phone, so we didn't hear for 3 or 4 days. :cry: What an awful feeling.

Hey, good for you getting on that treadmill, by the way. Keep it up! I have to get my mind into walking mode. I don't remember the last time I took a walk without poochie, so I'm not that eager, but geez, I really have to quit with the excuses. Somebody bark orders at me! :drill:

Yes we have insurance, if DH will get off his butt and call them.

Ta
Kiwi

I am so annoyed at having this new thread that I'm going to my room

Kiwi, I wish I knew what to say. As my doggies get older, I start to worry about them more and more. We've been together for almost a decade. When my dog from high school died (we had her from 1988 until 1992, when a logging truck took her from us at the age of seven) I was stationed overseas. I stood in the post office and cried for two hours. I'm not sure you ever get over the loss of a pet, especially a long-time best friend you've nursed for so long. She was lucky to have you.

I couldn't post last night because I felt so sad and didn't know if I could say anything that would help. DH also sends his condolences.

Segue into: I know it's early to think about this, but perhaps your higher power of choice will send you a new walking partner quickly. After I lost my cat (the one before Bob,) I left it up to the universe to decide when I was ready for another cat. The Universe sent me Bob.

On the other hand, maybe you need a cow to tell you to get out there! Go! WALK! Mooo-ve it!

I shouldn't talk. I skipped tonight's 3 mile run because of my weird calf bruise. I must have hurt myself by running too far, too fast, and too often. So I'm going to do Firms every other day for a couple of weeks.

Since exercising more and eating less didn't work, I'm going to try a new method. Exercising less and eating more. Let's see if it works.

Hi to all the other cows!

Cherry is one year older but doesn't look it!
 

Hi Cherry Cow! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY! :balloons:


Eat more, exercise less sounds really good to me. Unfortunately, that's what I've been doing and it seems that I have blossomed up to 160. Dang! Will we ever get this right?

When I lived with my parents, we would always have animals "finding" us. They just showed up and most of them stayed a long time. We once had a duckling called Bob. And two gerbils called Ping and Pong.:mouse: :mouse:

Hmmmm. I couldn't possibly exercise less or eat any more, so I guess the new theory won't work with me. :dz:

Now how did I miss the Cherry girls b-day?!!!!Happy birthday, Cherry! Hope it was lovely! :gift:

I know I keep telling you cowsies about this, but the weather here is soooooo beautiful. Sunny and warm. I can't believe this is my beloved drippy Oregon.:rain:

My Mr. Macho Dh actually went to a fake n bake tanning salon so that he won't burn once he's on vacation. This is sooo against his cowboy image! :lol:

Isn't it odd...
 

..how good a name Bob is for a pet?

Hope you had a good :hb: birthday, Cherry. Thanks for the condolences. It's very disconcerting, not having your constant companion around -- today I was cooking dinner -- ham, brown rice, Swiss chard with garlic -- and I was sad not to have those pleading eyes staring at me looking for handouts! Nobody else is ever quite so appreciative of my cooking...

I'm duly jealous of your weather, Wabbit. Hope you're getting out and enjoying it. It's been clear and sunny here, but pretty cold.

Later gators
Kiwi

I'm cranky.

Wabby I love the weather here to. It isn't as warm as Oregon even though I am just about an hour from Portland. The days are fine it is the nights that freeze me.
We are going to the beach this weekend! YEAH! Have you stayed at the Chautauqua Lodge Wabby?
Cherry Happy Late Birthday!
Lush get uncranky!
SugP I love the names Ping and Pong that is too cute.
Peachy are you still pouting in your room?
Had a great day with DH, I am over my cold, still on plan... Life is great.
Off to watch The Bachelor!
Hugs, Brattie

Of course i had to send personal condolences in a letter to kiwi,cause i know you all know how i had my nervous breakdown when we had a puppy in the house----i didn't want you to sneer at me----as you know i am capable of niceness sometimes and whoever kiwi loves,i love too---- IT IS FREEZING HERE ,SO WABBY CAN THE WARM AND SUNNY TALK!!!! CHERRY====IT IS TIME FOR YOU TO HOLLER AT ALL OF US!!!!so---Frappe is moving back to america!!! she is overjoyed i am sure!!! I AM CRANKY TOO----PMS AND MY FAT ARSE ARE GETTING ME DOWN.is it time to accept that we are all doomed to cowhood FOREVER????WILL i have this apron gut til the bitter end?????

Aaaah, Bagzie, don't give up hope! When hope is gone, that's when we really go downhill!!! At least if I think there's a sliver of hope left, I make a weak effort to control my eating. Besides, dahling, we do know that fat arse's are hard to remove surgically, but apron guts can be snipped and tightened like magic. Even though my, ahem, toned and tightened belly has a bit more of a roundness to it than last spring, at least it has no crinkly skin hanging around. :smug: And I will shut up w/ the sunny talk - it's gray and foggy today.

Brattie, nope never been there. Where on the coast is it located? I'm glad to hear you're having a good day, you deserved one of those:) .

Lush, you telling us something we didn't know???:lol: Elaborate. We love the company of misery.

Bob is a great duck name. Did you find him bobbin' along in the water?:dizzy:

Peaches, you can come out of your room now. How are you going to make Herbie insanely jealous if you stay in your room. Don't they say the best revenge is living well? Any eligible sugar daddy's in dogpatch? Letty should have some advice for you.

Hi Kiwi and Cherry too! Welcome back to the states, Frappe (in case you're lurking).

Is Peachy Poo Poo in her room with a dare I say MAN!!!!!!

Bob
 

Well... actually one of my brothers found Bob right in the middle of a street where cars were racing by him. When we got him home, we put him in a bowl of water 'cause we thought "Hey, ducks like to swim". THEN we phoned the local Bird Lady who had dedicated her life to saving hurt and helpless birds and she said "For heavens sake, take him OUT, he'll freeze to death because he doesn't have any of that oil on his feathers yet". That's why she's the Bird Lady and we're not. We wrapped him up in a towel and he was fine. Our neighbourhood wasn't zoned for ducks, unfortunately, so we couldn't keep him for long, but he sure was cute.

So, Sugar, what you're saying is that Bob got his name from the way he bobbed about forlornly in the bowl of water...

You are so astute, Kiwi!:D I was just being verbose, as usual.


Sure glad they caught those nasty men. :(

I am still in my room. When you get to page three, I will come back. :dancer: :dancer:

This is page 3 according to my computer.

I spent yesterday evening in the emergency room waiting to see how my brother was. He was operating a bulldozer and his neighbor found him unconcious and not breathing, on on the ground next to the dozer, which was still running. He has chronic back pain and apparently he mixed his pain meds w/ a few beers after work, which is a bad combo. He is so lucky that his neighbor is a nurse, who knows cpr, that he was found in time, and that there is no apparent brain damage from lack of oxygen. He's still in critical care, but he's expected to recover. I hope this is a wakeup to him and his Dr., who just keeps prescribing pain meds instead of doing anything about his back. He has 3 degenerative discs. Geez, I'm tired. :tired:

Peachers, what are you doing lately now that the Herbmeister is absent? Get outta your room and do something! :drill: Tell us stories about your ediot. Tell us stories about ds. Just tell us stories.:^:

Did I tell you the story of the seagull that was flapping around the parking lot here? It had a plastic bag handle caught around it's neck. DH wouldn't let me try to help it because he said it would bite me (which it would have) but we didn't know who to call so we just left it. I'm still feeling terrible about that poor bird. I wish we had a birdlady to call. :(

I got my cruise tickets yesterday!!!!!:lucky:

Woohoo on the cruise tickets. I wanna go with you. The lodge is in LongBeach that we will be staying at. Pool, jauccuzi and all that junk. Chat laters, Brat

OHHHHHHHHHH---wabby your brother is very lucky indeed----i am so glad to hear a good story of good luck---i am still obsessed with inventing scenarios whereby George is saved from the riptide{ ie--a boat is nearby---a seadoo goes by---ANYthing ---a rope is tossed ---a life jacket......} it is one of life's mysteries why things happen the way they do---------i always get melancholy on fridays since it happened nine weeks ago to the day----THOUGHT I WOULD POP IN AND BE CHEERY!!!! sorry about that-----can i come on the cruise with you and hubby---i will stay at the ship's bar drinking ---you guessed iT------MARGIES!!!!!---- and fortunately tonite is Margie night----my poor sis is coming out with us---maybe a few margies will dull the pain-----HAPPY WEEKEND YOUSE AMERICANS---glad they caught those idiots with the gun.

Oh Wabbit!
 

What a nightmare! I'm so glad your brother will recover. Sounds like he will have a rough road ahead.

I can certainly sympathize, Bagz. I must have spent months coming up with "what-if's" after my father died. I guess it's just human nature to not want to accept that kind of thing. Tell you what, let's raise a glass this evening to loved ones departed. There sure have been a lot of them lately it seems.

And then we'll have another toast to narrow escapes, including all those people who won't get shot by that miserable sniper. I hope they string him up by his :censored:

Gotta run. It's football/pep band/school dance night for DD and I suppose she ought to eat dinner before she goes. Ta

Kiwi

[SIZE=LARGE]PEACHES GET OUT OF YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW OR YOU'RE GROUNDED[/SIZE]

Kiwi, that won't work - she's already grounded herself.

DH is going to be busy tonight helping DS w/ his car painting. I need a margie partner, Bagzie - do you mind if I tag along? I'm sure there will be many, many moments of sadness and all those "what ifs" for you, Bagzie. The whole senselessness of the thing is crazy making. And it's probably just a fraction of what your sis is going through. I hope she can be strong.

What is it about friday night that makes you want to go out and be silly and young? I'm really antzy tonight, so even if I stay home, I'd be proud and honored to lift a glass with the rest of you cowsies. Have a good weekend!! :high:

bossy old cows
 

I am out for a minute to get on the internet and tie up the phone line. Against my own judgment, I have given my phone number to some man about whom I know just about nothing. He says he'll call at 9. It's 8:38 now. I don't want to talk to him. I don't like him. I don't like any of them. I'd like to like one but it hasn't worked out. It's like this: they like you as long as everything seems to be going their way, then they find ways to change you causes other things about you to change, then they find things aren't exactly as they planned and O-U-T out you go. Specifically: if you're thin, they take you out to big *bad word*ing means over and over. I'm serious. Herbie was into buffet. AND they give you so much to do that you're exhausted just about. Like drive hours and take care of your own kid and make the meals and go out with him to his stupid boring meetings. Etc. Jerks all. Creeps. Brainless self-centered egotistical self-appointed-gods who really cannot think beyond their own *bad word*s and who, if you think about it, are completely incapable of being loved or loving or being lovable. *bad word* *bad word* *bad word*

Oh, things are sad here tonight.
Boy, Wabby, that is a harrowing experience for your brother. I hope the doctor does something so that it won't happen again.
Bagzie, I can't imagine what you guys are going through. I live by the ocean and truthfully, we don't take the tides all that seriously. I guess familiarity breeds an "it can't happen to me" attitude. For it to happen so suddenly, no wonder you are all having trouble taking it in.
Peaches, answer the phone. Talking to someone on the phone doesn't mean you have to marry him. You can just be friends. You are right, though. Most "bad word" men are totally self absorbed.
Tomorrow is DH's birthday. He is getting rain for his birthday. That means we have tomorrow off from soccer. A break will be nice. He got GTO stuff for his birthday. Big surprise.
I took the boys and their friends to the skatepark at the mall today and did much of my Christmas shopping. I have never shopped early, aren't I amazing? I still have my kids to do, but everyone else is done.
I think it is time for bed.
Night

chowderhead
 

I am a chowderhead. Wabby, I was just busy getting back to my room that I forgot to tell you how happy I am it worked out like for your brother. It was really one of stories where things go wrong and God steps in. (you non-believers just suck it up).

I was touched by the bird story too. Do you have a wildlife office you could call? I don't know that they'd help but maybe.

Lushcreature, you have some explaining to do. You used to live in a blueberry patch and now you're by the waves. Blueberries do not grow in the tide. Have you moved?

I answered the *bad word* phone and no one said a word. I did *69 and was told they couldn't tell me who called. It rang again 20 minutes later, no one spoke (except me HELLO HELLO) and *69 said it was that man. He had given me his phone number. Creepy. I love you all. Bye.

No. ONE MORE THING. Ds has to do this science project like your kids all have to do and he has decided to burn dirt. Fine. Whatever. So this man we know who knows ds well enthusiastically (jumping up and down) offered to help. Wanted to help. Loves science projects. Last night, he gave ds a *bad word* blow torch with admonitions to "be very careful with it."

HE DOES NOT intent to be there and help!!!

I am not going to let ds handle a blowtorch without adult supervision and I'm not the adult to it. I am really mad at this man who is otherwise wonderful.

My relative location
 

First of all, only a "bad word" man would give a kid a blow torch and say "be careful."

I live here:
http://www.nps.gov/pine/ or more comprehensive information is available here:

http://www.state.nj.us/pinelands/index.htm
You will note that our little tiny state ranks among the top three producers of blueberries.

On the map I am here:
http://www.mapquest.com/maps/map.adp...55&submit.y=11

30 miles from the ocean..a short hop on the expressway.

What is he doing with burning dirt. Please submit the science so that we may steal the idea for our science project this year.

Maybe we should be careful about these phone calls. I am disturbed that this man is acting like a weirdo. I looks like soccer isn't going to be cancelled today, so I must go.
bye

aha
 

West Berlin is north of Berlin. Penny Rot and Blow(Horchtown) are in the south. I will not go on.

I have many things I think I should do today. I doubt I will get to them all. Back alone without Herbie's maid I have signed up with Fly again. Only six messages from her so far. I look forward to every one. I have my shoes on. I am successful.

It's cold in the north isn't it? We had the air on last night. It seems strange weather should be so different.

Bye sweeties.

p.s. I had this assignment for my writing class and it brought back a childhood memory long buried. In first grade, I got in trouble for taking a purse away from a little girl. It had a lacy handkerchief in it and that's all. I took it home. My mom got a call from the school telling her I was being mean to a little Puerto Rican girl. I knew nothing of Puerto Rico but I knew this kid SANG THE ABC SONG IN FRONT OF THE CLASS BEFORE I KNEW THAT SONG and what was enough for me. So I was labeled a racist while, in fact, I was a song critic.

ahaaaaaaaaaaa-----you live THIRTY miles from the Ocean???I can see the ocean from my porch---*****WHEN IT'S NOT FOGGY--I KNOW PEACHBUTT,AND KIWONK,I KNOW!!!!!*****FRAPPE WAS HERE ON A NICE CLEAR DAY,THOUGH!!!!My goodness,Lushcreature{like that one,Peach}---i read of many terrible riptide drownings along your coast---the three teenage sisters/cousins last year or maybe the summer before???? Unfortunately I also read of three riptide drownings in Wabby's area this very summer----i know i am obsessed---but i guess i just need to understand how these things can happen----VERY OFF TOPIC-----how about this-----I have walked for thirty minutes every day for the past two weeks {except twice}---did the weights around three times---STILL FAT THOUGH----good margies last night---I had TWO jumbos{strawberry/lime}

Me too
 

I also live in a big blueberrying state; however I don't live near the blueberry area because that's near the ocean! I live near the trees.

I beg to differ to wit youse guys -- Peachboy is old enough to use a blowtorch if he has a little instruction and the right safety equipment. Ask the nice man to show him how and make sure he has eye protection and all that. Then you stand back with the fire extinguisher.:flame: Hey, my brother had re-built an old car at his age.

:o Actually I first wrote "my brother had re-built an old cow" :lol:

I agree with Lush about the phone guy. Either he's so painfully shy you'll never have any fun with him anyway, or he's a little psycho. Maybe he wants you to call him so he doesn't have to pay for the phone call, but he knows you don't think much of his cheapskatedness, so he's trying the sneaky way to get you to call.

Bagsie, I'm so proud of you--I wish you were down the street so you could force me to get out walking!

Peaches, I think first grade teachers are hopeless with bright little girls. I had my perfect spelling record tarnished when I capitalized 'pat' because the teacher used it in the sentence "Pat the bunny". Now I knew in my little 6 year old heart that "Pat, the bunny" was not a complete sentence, but it made a lot more sense to me than "pat the bunny" because I had apparently been deprived of the book "Pat the bunny" in my infancy and did not know that it meant "pet the bunny" (who pats an animal anyway?) instead of "the bunny's name is Pat". I believe I even argued my case, but the teacher would not give me a gold star for that week. She did however give in to my whining and give me a bunny sticker. Sick woman, what?

So, aren't you delighted that you're not the only child scarred by misunderstanding at an early age?

It is snowing
:eek:
Horrors!

Kiwi

No, Kiwiotomous, the man did not provide safety gear. He did not mention safety gear. And DS is going to Indiana for Thanksgiving. Will he have snow???????? He wants snow!!!

We just made a trip to Herbie's house and I was good. But not perfect. He has been using space that used to hold my stuff. On one shelf that used to hold my books were his books. One book was one that he paid attention to when we met. Called "What Women Want" or something. Well, not that it ever helped him but it won't in the future as once I was done ripping it up I put it outside in the garbage.

Will I ever be non-grumpy again?

Kiwi, we had some mean teachers didn't we? Like Satanella, remember her?

That man sent me an email with an attachment. I'm not gonna open it. Weirdo

Oh MY Gosh I did miss out on a lot today, didn't I? Weird phone callers,mean teachers, snow, great sex, * OK Imade that one up*. Too much for this cold woman to comprehend! Brattie

What kind of an attachment? Dirty pictures? Website where you can sign up for cheaper long distance? :lol:

Peachie, are you using IM at all? I am online right now and you never come on any more. {whine}

yes I use it and yes I'm on and yes I took ds to a play. Why didn't you come to the play?

I think you should all give me a motto, of your own making, to live by while I recover from having Herbie pull out of my life. I can't rip up all his books. He might notice.

Here ya go
 

A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle. :high:

:cp:

DD is in the big city with friends today; DH is wallowing on the couch with sci-fi movies. What should I do? :chin:

Kiwi

P.S. I wanted to come to the play, but there was a giant blizzard going on here last night. I was fortunate to get home intact after dropping DD off at her friend's house. Click here

For Peaches (my favourite cow)
 

:dancer:If life gives you lemons...make lemonade! :dancer:

Sorry, it was all I could think of!:D

So glad your brother is ok, Wabby! Brothers do the darndest things sometimes.

When I eventually met Mr. Right I had no idea that his first name would be Always. - Rita Rudner:chin:

We're such a witty bunch
 

:smug:

Well, the snow went away overnight, so it's fall again. It's that time of fall when the leaves finally start falling all at once, but it's so cold out you don't want to rake. I remember raking leaves in N.C. back in my youth and getting sweaty. Very hard to imagine here in Frozen Tootsies.

I put up a memorial page on my diary (Click) for my dog. We dog lovers have to do schmaltzy stuff like that, y'know.:love:

Probably ought to go do something today, instead of the usual nothing that has been the norm lately. Last night I got into a tiff with DH about whether I'd wash and dry his jeans before I went to bed, and I was so pi**y about it, I actually felt guilty later and did them. :faint:

Later gators
Kiwi