. . .which reminds me that my youngest offspring unit, San, spoke thusly on Wednesday evening: "You don’t have to push those thingies manually by hand with your digits out of the way."
At least that's what I wrote down.
We had a joyful, all-three-on-board, Thanksgiving Eve, and I took notes because I miss the whole one-ness, kids-at-home-ness, we-live-in-a-sitcom-ness so much. I assume there was an Observer Effect (or the afternoon and evening were Heisenberged or Kennarded); however, I now have annotated reference material.
With your permission, I'd enjoy indulging myself on the UT, at least a smidge.
I hope each of you and your and family and friends had a joyous and heart-warm Thanksgiving, and that none of you had to push any thingies, manually, by hand, with your digits, out of the way.
{{HUGS}} Scoutmaster but cannot give my permission. I have none to give because someone/something stole my permission. Truth is ... Never had any anyways. Happy Thanksgiving, Scoutmaster, to you and yours!
I had a pretty good Thanksgiving, for spending it mostly alone and on a diet!
It was a day of true thanksgiving, as I have so many FRiends to be thankful for, and for being below the poverty level, I still have a lot to be grateful for. I have a roof over my head, a vehicle that runs, my bills have been paid and the Lord is on my side. I can’t ask for any more than this, when so many other people have so much less.
For permissions you better see the management....
I don’t think it’s polite to refer to your pets or children as “thingies,” so I won’t.
We’ll be happy to read the annotated version of your Thanksgiving, I’m sure! DP has gone to Best Buy to get a new photo printer. I’m going to get Kathleen out of bed in a few minutes.
Manual digits, as opposed to the automatic ones that race all over on their own, leaving the rest of the body confused and terrified in the dust?