Kiwi: Your daffodils are very pretty. And the mulch has obviously kept the weeds down. My hibiscus is blooming so much it qualifies as histrionic. If I can figure how to post a picture, I'll get the photo tomorrow.
Wabby: Agreement here on Walmart and aging women who apparently "forgot" to have children. There are so many children who could use a friend, let alone a foster or adoptive parent.
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I short circuited perimenopause with a sudden hysterectomy in 2000. Good news is that partial HRT removed all symptoms... even moodiness. My sympathies to all who are suffering. That Dr. Northrup is a whiz, isn't she?
Well, I need to hit the sack. I'm supposed to be up bright eyed and bushy tailed to go to a local Chamber of Commerce networking meeting in the morning. And the friend I'm going with is depending on ME for a wake up call.
Before I blow my top (which Bagz is no doubt waiting for) who the **** is Joan Lunden?
I have another phenomenal story for y'all since you were so excited about the woman who went to heaven. In Dogpatch (and maybe other areas of the U.S. but NOT Canada because ... you know) people participated in Operation Ziplock. They took big two-gallon or whatever-gallon ziplock bags and put deoderant, phone cards, soap, whatever in them to send to the troops in Iraq. I didn't because I thought the government wouldn't let them be without that stuff but maybe I was wrong.
Anyhow, in Dogpatch, one of the elementary schools did this and the kids put notes and pictures in the bags. They got back four letters so far from men or women who got the bags. One of the letters (sing Twilight Zone theme here) was from the dad of two of the kids in the school.
Did Oregonians, Mainians, Joisians send these bags or did they all come from Dogpatch so it's no wonder?
imagine not knowing who the self-serving,aristocratic,horseback riding,horse-faced,crone of an ex-Good Morning America host is-------even this poor sars infected ,mad cowwed canadian can tell you that---i have pics kiwi---too lazy to download at this time---xoxoxox my, everyone is looking fat today.
Well, I tried to sign up to send stuff to a soldier, but I never got a response. When I looked into it, you had to have a name and address of a particular soldier, because they would no longer accept packages to Any Soldier the way they used to (because of terrorism). So, no, I haven't done that. I would expect that the organization that collected those ziplocs in your town already knew exactly who they were sending them to. Maybe the kid's father was even the contact for the mailing, did anyone ask?
DD reminds me that she should get credit for the daffodil picture -- she took the pictures because I was going to NC when the flowers were blooming and I wanted to at least see pics of them.
Bagz, you're a hoot. In case that still didn't make sense to you, Peaches, Joan Lunden used to be all SuperMom I'm-So-Cute Blonde Anchor at Good Morning Amer. and she had other shows after that. She had a whole slew of kids then. None of them looked like her. I hadn't heard anything about her new granny-age mommy period, but I will go look it up so I can make fun of her too.
How's the weather in Germany? It's beastly hot here. DH put the a/c unit in the bedroom last night, so at least sleeping is possible. But yuk, I don't want to do anything it's so hot. And I really have to help dd do laundry, label stuff and pack. I have to admit it is nice to have her old enough (and willing enough!) to do her own laundry a lot of the time. Still, we have a long ways to go before she's ready to leave. (We're leaving Saturday)
I watched Catch Me If You Can the other night. That was a lot of fun. I got the DVD, which had a lot of other material on it, which was also fun to watch. About the real guy.
Last night DH and I watched Saving Private Ryan. I hadn't seen it before. Wow, that was some intense movie! For a war movie, it was really good.
We tried to watch Chasing Amy with DD, but we had to turn it off when the dialog got wayyyyyy too graphic. Oy. Very funny movie, if you don't mind a little gender bending. I haven't finished watching it though.
My head hurts again. Probably because I don't feel like eating anything that exists in my house. If someone would bring me some potato salad, I'd eat that. Jello sounds good. Weird.
I'm told here at work that Joan Lunden is a woman who used to do "in-depth" stories by putting herself in jail or flying in a jet, always with perfect hair and pearls. She considered herself more interesting she really was, I'm told.
The USO collected and distributed the bags. Call 'em Kiwi. I know they're probably not named Kiwi but what the heck.
Boy, Dogpatch really is like another country if you don't know who Joan Lunden is. She had 3 kids from her previous marriage (I think they were conceived in the usual way), and now that she's 52 she has a new younger husband (42) and since they weren't able to conceive in the conventional method they went out and got themselves a surrogate mother and made themselves a couple of babies. I'm not going to comment any more on this because apparently I'm getting a reputation as a troublemaker.... my letter to the editor was published about the "improvements" the city has made to the street where our business is located. The lead in was "letter savages the Molalla Ave. improvements".... geez, it was the mildest savaging I've ever written I love being a DAMe.
We had a big campaign here to send care packages to the troops. It was a deal where you could buy a toiletries package from the local Avon lady, who would then send it overseas. I had a feeling it was a good way for the Avon lady to sell her stuff. My friend's daughter is in Iraq still. She asked for photos of Oregon to be emailed to her because she said she wants to remember what the color green is like, because everything there is tan. I should ask if they really need care packages of toiletries. Probably the army doesn't send sweetly scented toiletries.
Sugar, you are not too boring to post. I'm boring and yet look how long I can ramble on. Think of something that bugs you and write a letter to the editor.
Kiwi, lovely daffodils - that's something I always mean to plant more of, but it's always cold and rainy when it's time to plant them. I'm a fair weather yardworker.
Tonight's WW weigh in night. Keep yer fingers and toes crossed for me! actually I weighed at home and according to my scales I stayed the same, but I can hope that the official WW scales will see things differently.
Totally cool, Wabbit savages the locals! I'm psyched!
52, huh? So she'll be collecting SS before they're in highschool. I'm not impressed. Just because you have potloads of money doesn't make you a good parent. They couldn't conceive? How shocking! You'd think with all the plastic surgery, her ovaries would be embarrassed into producing, wouldn't you?
what are the deatheaters???? do you know the fateaters-----i have been trying your avoidance of simple carbs --sugar in general lush,and i find that after a while you actually lose your craving for it----amazing-----the things that i can't control myself with----crackers,nacho chips and potato chips--------they are sort of losing their appeal----don't worry,i am sure this is VERY temporary!!!!keep being bad,wab and Ki-------- i adore it!!!
Sugar knows she's not boring. She just doesn't want to post. There's a wonderful movie that we checked out of the library about mutiny on a slave slip ... starts with an "A"...and in this movie the queen of Spain, who thinks the slaves are hers, is nine years old and shown jumping up and down on her bed. That's Sugar. She'll post when she's good and ready. She's our little baby queen.
I went to Fly's site yesterday to read about how to pack. I was sure she'd have detailed information including what shoes to wear and where to set the timer. But she didn't!! She had "tips" from other people that included breaking down the boxes afterwards and selling them; don't move anything you don't love; label the boxes. I was very disappointed. I need someone to tell me things like how much of ds's school work do I keep forever and how much can I sell his bunkbed for. (planning on selling it while he's away for three weeks. hehe)
Today is MY DAY OFF and I appreciate some company.
Updates: the boy who rubbed the three-year-olds bottom goes to court in July and we'll never hear anything about that.
The woman who went to heaven was invited to church with a woman in my office who now says, "I'm never asking anybody to come to my church again."
I really miss my sissy. If she would come to Dogpatch, I could show her all around. She would feel thin here. I promise. Clothing stores here are 1/2 size 14 and down and 1/2 16 and up and the 14 and down side is where they put the shoes and jewelry.
[size=4.5]Remember I AM HOME TODAY. Post please!!![/size]
I'm going to go look for Wabby's letter to the editor on the internet. I am rather shocked that she writes these letters.
my way of movvvving is to get a dumpster. then go to grainger.com and order proper boxes with proper tape. use towels, old clothes but most important tissue paper to pack...if you use newspaper, you'll have to wash everything. , . put as much as you possibly can in the dumpster......remember kiwi's yard sale.
move to your new place junk free. start fresh.
i need to go to wawa to get milk. it doesn't seem to matter whrn i last bought milk.......there is never any here in the morning.
Originally posted by Lush i'm almost to the end of harry potter. i'm about 24 hrs into it/ 3 more to go......the deatheaters are moving in. now i have to stay up and listen....
Hey, now don't be getting into details. I'll be reading this thing sooner or later.
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btw.... our wonderful bookstore finally fell under the combined weight of borders and barnes and noble. now the closest one is in phila.
Sheesh, I'm sorry to hear that. I hope it's not a slippery slope to ghost town like this place.
Pretty colors there Peachiepoo. Amistad -- I saw that.
My suggestion: call a used stuff dealer and ask him what he'd give for the bunk beds. And of course, keep everything from DS school. Just kidding.
Bad news around here: one of DD's friends lost her brother yesterday. It seems he was hiking on the mountain (in the 90 degree heat!?!), he sat down to rest and died. He was about 16 or so. It's horrible. This poor family was getting ready to move to another town a few hours away because the father has been working there for a couple of months (lost his job here along with everybody else) and the mother had just gotten a new job; they have 2 other boys and the daughter (she's the one who sings with DD). What a nightmare.
has obviously kept the weeds down. My hibiscus is blooming so much it qualifies as histrionic. If I can figure how to post a picture, I'll get the photo tomorrow.
I love being a DAMe. 
