Posted on 03/02/2012 9:17:36 AM PST by Short Bus
We have two dachshunds. When I want to call them, I just use the weenie whistle.
Yes, if only we could all live in one of your houses.
Having a subway entrance in the basement helps a lot.
Seems like it. Has all the earmarks (cattitude of entitlement and superiority, demands to be waited on, etc.) He didn’t get it from my side of the family.
Good morning, y’all!
Off to get my chest squashed in a vise.
TTYL
Enjoy!
You’re getting the compressed version, I take it? Blessings.
The rogue. I be skeerd of him.
They’ll have to tie me down to make me go through that again, thanks. I don’t envy you.
Good morning. Tough night of baby-spewing, but we’re up to face the day. A sharp young man from Laos, USMC veteran, is here working on the air conditioner; it’s my service-contract spring tune-up.
I think I’m up for the day, too. I checked all the places I need to go today and they are all within half a mile of each other! YAY!!!
Except, of course, Walmart...ugh. I can do that on the way home.
One of my neighbors volunteered to take me, so I will give her gas money or buy her lunch, whichever she prefers.
The Laotian gent says our a/c is fine. We have to go to Walmart, too. If only I could pick you up and we’d all go together ...
That would be an awesome thing, wouldn’t it? Your Walmart is so hugh that you would probably feel like you were in a storage closet in mine! LOL!
I’m glad your a/c is fine. We are supposed to have NASTY weather the next four days, so I haven’t put my little space heater up, yet.
There are usually two to four months in the year, when I don’t use heat or a/c, but if it gets too stuffy, I turn on the fans.
The mulberry trees are in full bloom...ugh for people who are allergic.
Shannon is licking the carpet. Kathleen must have dribbled milk there ;-).
I turned the hem back up on James’s Cub Scout pants, and now they can be Vlad’s. Now I need to hem James’s new, larger pants, before his next meeting.
“...a mud room with a concrete floor and a floor drain would be an absolute MUST.” When we were planning our retirement home, I expressed the wish for a stainless steel kitchen with a steam cleaner and a drain in the floor. My husband responded, “I’d feel like I’m living in a sink!” He recently suggested installing a drain in the kitchen floor heheheheh....
I’m ba-a-a-a-ack!
There is good news and bad news. The good news is that one pair of glasses is paid for. The bad news is that my eyes are so bad, none of the stores have the lens strength in stock. So I am waiting. Up to two weeks... *sigh* I may have to wait a while for the second pair, but that’s OK, as long as I can see.
The weather is getting ugly, now. The temp is dropping, it’s getting muggy and the wind is picking up.
Too bad you couldn’t get stock lenses. I’ve always had to wait for mine!
I discovered once that some of our plastic drinking glasses have the curvature in the bottom that actually lets me focus on things.
So if ever I have to go all Burgess Meredith on the world, at least I have a plan.
You know, seeing is highly overrated...
Come to think of it, I’ve always had to wait for my glasses, too. When I was a kid, it was because we lived in a town 60 miles from the nearest optician, so once our eyes were examined and the frames picked out (do they realize how hard it is to see what you look like when you have no lenses in the frames...???) we had to wait two weeks.
The glasses would come by mail. Oh happy day! It seems one or both of us had to have new lenses and/or frames every six to eight months.
If I didn’t have sicca syndrome, I’d go back to contacts, but my eyes are too dry, now.
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