Cow-arses Are Us
 

HOW'S THAT FOR A TITLE!!! NOT TOO COWardly i hope!!!!-----DD is "Annie" in "Annie Get Yer Gun"-------i am the whacko mother chasing the cast around with the video camera---i bring food and drinks up to the school every second day and i go to rehearsals,and take pictures------------they must think i am nuts but i can't help myself-----i will send pictures to your emails if you like--------MAN i am still fat-----weighed 160 again,but i guess i will have to be glad it's not more!!!!-----step dds are here for two weeks======look out LAUNDRY EXPLOSION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PEACHERS!!!!-your hijacked meal sounded SOOOOOOOOOOo yum-----just who is this George Dubya anyway????

I demand you all go vote in my poll. If you don't, you'll get fatter.

Re: Cow-arses Are Us
 

Gosh. These sensitive-Canadian types make me so proud to be a cow. What a touching title. I am almost teary-eyed with sentimentality.

You'll have to ask Sugar who George Dubya is. She's the one whose newspapers have always had something to say about him. Down in Dogpatch, we have George W. Bush in the news and he is the commander-in-chief. Here, we are so happy to help in the war that we participate by having our neighborhoods (well the part the government owns) bombed with MOAB just to show the Iraqis we mean business.

Not only do I want pictures of the dd, I want the sound track!!! The WHOLE VIDEO!! ! !

Bagz' little darling (well, not so little, but certainly darling) is the STAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Of course you are running around with the video camera!

Good job hauling Herbie and his credit card around, Peachie! He is obviously devoted to (or guilt-ridden about) you. :s: What sort of bow is DS getting? Please tell me it has to do with shooting arrows; I can only think of one other kind.

George Dubya is the full name of the Shrub in the White House, Bagz. (You know what a shrub is, right? A small bush) We speak only with affection, of course. :rolleyes: After the landslide with which he won the White House, he barely needs to roll out that little smirk of his and we are putty in his hands.

Hey Mia, how old are your kid(s)? My dd was just old enough to catch on to what was going on during the first Gulf War. It was very hard not to have too much of it on TV -- after all, you do want to know what's going on, but a lot of kids are very sensitive to the images. Mine wasn't upset by it -- she could already engage you in a political argument by the age of 4. If anything, she's overly cynical about the whole thing now. But we did try to keep the WarTV to a minimum. PBS is always a good bet.

Gotta go grace the other topics with my precious presence.

Kiwi

I AM LEAVING IN A HUFF.[WITH A BUFF PUFF]

Happy happy happy Birthday to youuuuuu, dear Peaches, happy Birthday!!!! to youuuuuu!!!!!! :hb: :hat: You sweet young thang, you! Goin' in for a spider vein zap in honor of the occasion????

Hey stage mom! you sound like you're having more fun than the star!

Lush, I've already gotten fatter.

Sugar, the secret to a clean house is to keep the drapes closed. Soft lighting is the key. One of my best friends just told me she's allergic to dogs (I have 2 big hairy indoor dogs) and dust. I don't know if she was trying to tell me something. I guess I shouldn't take things too personally.

Cherry, I'll be pullin' for you to lose the weight for the reunion. Not that everyone else there will be skinny, but I know how it is.

Kiwi, just what other topics are you gracing??? I have a decorating forum that I always check out. These women are totally obsessed. I don't post, just lurk.

g'morning.
Let's move to this thread. Page 4 is too long. It gets too hard to keep track of everybody. I"m tired and cranky. Don't know why, I went back to bed and slept for three hours. I am not sleeping through the night. Today I woke at 4, watched Dead Man Walking, got the kids up, drove them to school...then slept for three hours. Now It is noon and I've done NOTHING all day.
My boys are interested in hunting. DH, poor soul, has never hunted or had any desire to do so. Now he is going to a hunting thing with them this weekend. That means that only DD and I will be home this weekend....and dd is never home so I'll be ALONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am so happy for the Bagzette in all her gorgeousness.
Everyone on the news is upset because the Iraqis don't appreciate all we're doing for them. It must be that danged clash of cultures, again. I LOVE when people fly over here and bomb everything. I always know it is for my own good.
I forget what everyone else said. I have to take Pixie for her torture. Poor girl.
bye

It's friday night and I'm gonna indulge in a few margies. Don't anybody try to stop me. I posted on another health and fitness board (I'm not telling where) and a mean person called me shallow. She doesn't even know me. I may be shallow, but in a deep way. :dizzy: That teaches me for straying.

Happy weekend, cowsies.

That is so mean, Wabby! How could anyone be mean to you?

I saw pictures from my school's last reunion-- I couldn't believe how thin and tan everyone was! Anyway, I'm not worrying about what anyone else looks like... I just want to look like me. I haven't really accomplished much in the last 14 years... I don't want to add "letting myself go" to the list of things I haven't accomplished. (I was supposed to have published at least one novel by now.) Oh, well.

Lushie, my DH has this idea that I'll suddenly get interested in hunting. As if. I can barely handle fishing without feeling sad and guilty. In a different life, I'd be vegetarian by now.

Wabby, I think that's hysterical that somebody called you shallow.!!! If you'll tell us where, we'll go kick their butts.!!!!!!! Was this some Einsteinesque-but-overweight board?

Here's something I saw in Dogpatch: I hear a strange loud sound rbrrrzrrblrrrr outside and look out the window. There are cars in front of the office but I can see a man with a bicycle. As he moves into view I see he's pushing the bike. He is way way bent over, body parallel to the ground. He is moving so slowing and struggling like it's uphill. Up the Alps. He moves further and I see a rope tied to the bike. I wait. The rope is long .. 10 feet maybe. Finally, I see at the end of the rope is transluscent cheap pink ice chest with NO wheels being dragged down the street. Wasn't he a genious to think of this??? He didn't even need a wheelbarrow. We Dogpatchians are so so bright.

Here's my other b****. My ds, the bright child that he is, is taking Algebra II. The book at 16 chapters. There are seven weeks left in the school year. He is on Chapter 5. This story is to be continued.

And Herbicue just emailed me to invite me to the viewing of a funeral of a woman I never met. Her dh works for Herbie and I've met him. I told him I'd let him know tomorrow as I was so tired and all having having a birthday. I guess he didnt' know that. Men don't write that stuff down. I've never been to a viewing. don't want to go to one.

Good grief, just what you want to do to celebrate your birthday (hey, it's your birthday weekend)--go look at a dead person you don't know! Ask Herbie if this is just his way of getting you to your own surprise birthday party. :lol:

That's a very impressive story about what passes for enterprise in Dogpatch. Maybe DS could learn some advanced mathematical concepts from it.

I'm really shocked to hear that Wabbit has been called shallow. Them's fightin' words!! :bomb: Your new friends are obviously not up to our level of witty repartee, Wabbit!

That reminds me of a friend of mine -- her hairdresser called her "plain" (of course compared to this bimbo, caked with makeup and a head full of teased, bleached hair, my friend was pretty plain, but that's a heck of a thing to call someone--especially a customer!)

Hunting ~yawn~ I went hunting with DH a couple of times years ago and thought I'd die of boredom. Much like fishing, only less comfortable and no point in bringing reading material. I would hate it if we'd ever spotted any deer, but at least that would have been interesting. We did used to go skeet shooting occasionally. That was fun. Skeet don't bleed.

We went to the comedy show tonight. DD refused to go because one of the comedians performed at her school during the day and she thought he was stupid. Her actual words were "sleazy" and "offensive" -- she apparently didn't care for that "Downeast Maine" put-on accent. Because none of the content was what you could call offensive. Actually we enjoyed it.

And it was free. And oddly, our Congressman was the MC -- is that odd? He is from the next town over, so I guess it's not that odd. He wasn't bad -- I thought we were in for a long boring speech, but he avoided that entirely and told amusing stories about being a freshman Congressman between acts. He definitely scored points for this, I think.

Later, babes.

Kiwi

I'm not making all that much sense tonight, am I?

Remember when we used to have drills in school to prepare for nuclear war? We would get under our desks?
Well, now I've seen it all. My DSes are supposed to bring in a shoebox with bottled water, packaged snacks and a towel to protect them in case of a chemical attack. I suppose it was improper for me to have laughed when I was told of this. Honestly, we have no oil reserves in NJ...why would they bomb us?
Cherry, I am so upset with you. How can you say you've accomplished nothing since you graduated high school? You've lived all over the world, you have a great job, you are raising two boys, you are working toward a degree. You are wrong. You should go to your reunion just to see how well you've done.
Peaches, you mean he DIDN'T know it was your birthday? Words escape me on that one.
What is in the back of the book? If it is legitimate content, I'd go ask about it. Sometimes it is fluff stuff that is meant to provide fill-ins for extra time.
I have to wake DD...she's getting her hair done this morning. I will be ALONE for the rest of the day!!!!!!!!!!! Heaven

Duck and Cover!
 

Aaawww, you guys are so sweet to me. I know I have a great family (and friends), and I wouldn't give that up for all the acting/ publishing/ journalist success in the world. My classmates aren't ones to be impressed with world travel- we graduated in Italy, so although most of us LOVE to travel, we really take it for granted. (Some of us, like me, are more impressed with people who still live in the same town where they graduated.) I still haven't decided whether I'm going. I have to find out if anyone else from my years is going (my brother might, he lives in Vegas.) (Years is plural on purpose... our classes were small, so we go to these things to meet anyone who might have gone at the same time we did.)

I just finished my biceps/ back workout and my Meaner Legs workout. I'm going to try to work out every day in April.

Lushie, I would have laughed too! Although I have to admit I'm getting the urge to start hoarding bottled water in the basement... just in case. But remember, I HAVE to sit and watch the news coverage for at least 8 hours a day at work and another hour or so at home with DH.

Oh, speaking of journalism, one of DH's friends (in another city) got fired for being too aggressive in his news gathering. He broke the story that one of Saddam's top ranking chem/bio warfare experts was educated in that city. Welcome to the future of news.