We're the ones who turned you into ...
Posted on 07/12/2016 8:03:24 AM PDT by BenLurkin
Well, SOMEBODY had to do it.
Well well’d, Face. Well well’d.
Thx, ArGee. Thx. ;o]
I thought no one was here but me and the cooties.
Face and the Cooties.
Sounds like a punk rock band.
“And now, Ladies and Gentlemen, Face and the Cooties performing their latest smash hit, ‘I Fell 4 U When U Thru Up On Me.’
I just came back from Smith’s where I got a small box of White Pink Drink on sale for not a lot of money. I also treated myself to some sliced ham and Swiss cheese. Because I don’t want to waste the rye bread, and I don’t have enough for another loaf. So I have to hurry and make my sammidge.
I forgot to tell you that I found some Wright’s Silver Cream on eBay for $5, free S&H! It came yesterday. YAY! I love how well it works! The last stuff I got was in a tube, and it was probably 20 years ago. I looked for the same brand but it is nowhere to be found. It did such a good job!
Well, that was a dubious One-Hit-Wonder, for sure.
*tagline*
We have graciously allowed you to believe you have choice.
Well, that's not the worst possible thing.
As Aaron Burr said, “I am the one thing in life I can control. I am inimitable, I am an original.”
I’m back from my important Cat Time. Next I need to work on supper. Why do these people have to eat all the time? I want a pink drink, and then to go back to bed with Jake, but instead, there’s this lousy coffee Elen made.
Oh. Yes. Of course. Post 1984. Got it. In that case, I will pretend to have a choice, and pretend that I’m not being watched by the NSA. ;o}
Or as my late beloved dad said about me when I was even shorter than he was, "Ain't that just the differentest little thing?" I'll take that!
I fixed my sandwich and poured a glass of white Pink Drink, but cut the sandwich in half, putting one half in the fridge. The wine will have to do at two small glasses.
I just spent about an hour on my journal and my personal history, and I never thought my early married life would be so hard to remember. Not hard to recall, but painful. (Are you sure you want to read this, T-c?)
Oh, you know. Everyone’s life is painful. The lady from Rhodesia whose books I read said a priest told her, apropos of marriage, “The first year is a nightmare, and then it gets really difficult.” Or words to that effect.
I have to cut up onions.
Seen on FB: I am lost. I’ve gone to look for myself. If I should return before I get back, please ask me to wait.
Yes. Me. That.
We're the ones who turned you into ...
I don’t recall when the last time was that I cut up onions, but I’m sure it’s been long enough for me to forget the pain of the onion gas. That is a substance I have always been highly sensitive to. So I buy them dehydrated, these days. I don’t think my eyes could stand the real thing, any more.
What are you cooking that uses onions?
I missed the post where you broke it.
Marriage is perfect and I’m married to the most perfect woman in the world.
At least, so she keeps telling me.
All they have to do is eat one meal at the immigration checkpoint and they can go through.
I didn’t break my sandwich. Someone else did. No one saw me. I can’t be blamed...
What are you cooking that uses onions?....Everything, or nothing.
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