My gawd...you are ALWAYS off to somewhere... The only places I seem to be off to are work or the bloody shops.
I am LOVING today...obviously I am on an off day. Tomorrow I may not be loving it so much..
*sigh* Enjoy your lovely summery Chrissy, Maria!!!
How old is Bailey?
No doubt the high five closed the case on that "conversation".
This Jill just sounds bitter...must suck to be her, ay...
House directions would be a snap...next to the toileted flower.
Think I will give the top one a go...minus the almonds, not really a fan of almonds.
...YELLING in a library...
So with no notice he just left?? Damn. Bloody inconsiderate! Or maybe he had a breakdown or something.
You definitely need an Amy as your respite worker. Hopefully they make a CanadianAmy and she [or he…but he‘s not called Amy…] is in your pile of resumes…
Take the time you need. I will read some of your past ones for my Janet fix...
I too am a wisteria lover. Such a beautiful grapelike bloom and the winter woody stems interlacing over and through a structure is most picturesque. I had one all over my front fence when I lived in Aussie. I would only trim it back when the postman left a note in my mailbox about doing so. Seems he’d get tired of being whipped in the face as he rode his mail bike up along it to our box.
Well bloody hell *looks down*...it didn't look that much in my word doc...
ed this!
I am fluent in English, American and Ostraylen…
I could do headstands and cartwheels. I would attempt to do neither now tho.
The FatMan and I are like houseplants also. My most useful plant is the aloe vera one.
Uhm a golf tee collection. How many do you have? I am thinking that there would not be many variances to a golf tee.
I bet you’d be surprised at the memories any of the eighth graders have of the trip and you. I still remember the teachers who went on our school trips…
I also have never been called for jury duty. And as long as I stay here [not eligible] I will continue that run of good luck. But I have been a witness in court twice.
I *know/knew* a few of them.
At the inner city club I worked at in my “formative†years. On staff, we had a butchie girl [ I <3ed her hair…all short and spiked up sh*t] and one that carried lipstick. We also had a very pretty boy who was an even more gorgeous woman. Alas, his courage made another staff member follow suit. Shame he was born a big, thick, ugly Tongan man and was the same in drag.
I at the moniker U-Haul.
Oh bloody hell. THAT is totally f*cked up.
I bet they have a train seat all to themselves if they ride the subway...
erm it's not in black and white is it?