Reluctant Hillbillie

*opens up her pouch of positive powder*

Well phuck. The bastids nearly empty!

*throws the crusty bit in the corner at yew*

I guess the temp agency have to offer it, but really why would anyone want to travel further fer less moolah fer a five mile long job description…like der.

Yay one more early get-up, then bliss…

I trained myself to put my keys [when I had some] to put them in either two places…my workbag or hung off a kitchen hook. Really miffed me when I forgot my training and had to backtrack in everything I did when I last had them…

Maybe leave the device in yer car, because Sistah if yer lose yer car well...

that you’ll get to see her a couple more times before she heads back.

I miss my mum [and dad] too…I reckon I’ll be ringing them this weekend…

So I clicked on the link.

What was revealed to you?

If you wait long enough to get married you can tell them inevitable inquisitors that… Alas yer eggs have dried up…when THAT question is asked.

Yay only two more wake-ups until a sleep-in.

Oh The FatCrankyBastid would LOVE that…he loves that civil war stuff.

HaHa yeahbuddy a cannonball shot to the face is a bit harder to laugh off, let alone survive.

Keep yerself safe MzScarlett.

Whoa.

So people don’t shower every day like I do?

If I was the husband I’d be getting a tetanus shot…yew were sounding rather rabid there…

Haha Naturally I am picturing MrT with the thick gold chains and gold tooth taking on yer mum…

I wonder how many other soldiers paperwork has gone walkabout?

Heh...shortbus.

Oh he screams once yer moving off uh.

If you didn’t have the girls onboard would you have rammed him?…

I think the Universe has done a lot of talking there...

I imagine there would not be much stuff left on any of our countries shop-shelves if any of us [as a] consumer stopped buying their [sometimes] dangerous and defective crap.

Ohh hell I don’t like the StupidStoopids at any time, I dare not give up smoking I might act on some of my thoughts.

Cheers to day 3...

I remember exactly what I was doing also…talking via the internet to the FatCrankyOne, my brother and a mate were over for a few days, they were watching the night-time tele when a breaking news-story came on. I remember the urgency and disbelief in my brothers voice when he came in to get me to come out and see. I remember the cold shivers and goose-bumps as I tried to workout what was happening even as I was watching what was happening. I remember telling the FatOne to go turn on his tv NOW.

I also remember that 9-11 was the catalyst for my husband and I to take the “leap of faith” to be together.

Excellent post Daggie!