I was just kidding around!!! It was supposed to be humorous. Boy, some procrastinators are touchy tonight, aren't they???
Just a bit. I'll be in bed by midnight.
Funnily enough, I called my Mom tonight, told her I finished my paper, due for Tuesday. She was so proud, as she's never finished a paper more than 12 hours before it was due, lol. Obviously, I got the procrastinator's gene from her.
Oh, I'm the same way. In fact, if it's due on Tuesday, I'd say "You didn't procrastinate!!!"
LOL. I guess not then.
False alarm, I was right it was just hanging out. It made me insanely happy though.
I'm not sure that they're extra touchy, just doped up on meds.
Heppy, say what?
Hey, Soapy. Read back and you'll find Shira's miracle cure.
Have we righted the posting ship, here at BWW?
Morning peeps !!! Coffee is brewing. Lata.
Once again, I'm up because I CAN'T sleep, not because I CHOOSE to be awake. I am awed by you, Boobs. You get up early, have a sunny disposition and wear those really cool shirts! More power to you!
coffee?.... bless you BB!
Well, from the expression on her face, SOMETHING else does!
Good morning, all.
She looks more like she knows something he doesn't know, SOMMS.
Mornin' all.
Yeah, Deet's right. From the look on her face, I'd say something else besides coffee satisfies, but it ain't him!!!
Morning, Sommsy and D2!!!!!
Penny...I'm so used to getting up at this ungodly hour that my body is just use to it. We need to start our days off with smiles....as hard as that can be some mornings.
Morning peoples.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
*Girly HUGS*
*snuggles*
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
I just love "Brothers & Sisters".
Me, too. Haven't watched it yet. I want to check out Samantha Who tonight. Even though it's up against my Oliver.
DH made me lol several times last night.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Yes..DH was a good episode.
Forgot to Tivo Samantha..oh well...I'll watch it tonight and if I like it then I'll Tivo it
Okay...is it just me finding this funny? I was in the cafe and some guy starts yelling to this girl "your muffins on fire" of course he was talking about the muffin that she put in the toaster, but still.
Another Goody For The Old timers
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning.
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat it raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting ecoli.
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE... and risked permanent inju ry with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now..
Flunking gym was not an option...even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.
Speaking of school , we all sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.
I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.
I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.
Oh yeah... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked.
Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked there and then we got spanked again when we got home.
I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.
To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family How could we possibly have known that?
We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes? We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we ever survive?
LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA, AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T- SORRY
FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING
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