Happily Ever After...

Me being totally understated [oh okaaaay bloody lazy] I adore your house...

it. Cool beans that you both got to meet.

I would LOVE to go to Vegas.

I read in a comment you are going to meet up with Mrs TBend...

You are always so thorough. I enjoy your posts.

I think they should just shut up with elevator music.

Which reminds me, that soon I will be hearing christmas jingles played over our paging system, depending which nurse is in charge…

Did they have those questionnaires about your stay? Perhaps they are unaware of the effect that crappy elevator music, and bad bloody tele viewing beds have on their guests.

It's hung...

I would swive Mike Rowe silly......he IS a hottie!

We've had snow also. My weekend off so I didn't mind it...

Wine was never my drink of choice. But when I did have some it always…as my sister would say…“went straight to my box”. Horny...

Glad you enjoyed it. My work is not having a Christmas party this year, not that I care, I never went to them anyway…

Time does indeed fly when you are living life.

We have a poo thrower at my work. Do you have one of those?

...I read your title and it made me think of the Chinese buffet that my husband and I go to when funds are available.

I am tickling my tongue with this swive word…

Fatty and I have never had a Christmas tree together. This year I am going to change that. We kept the bare bones of one of our favourite plants because we both liked the shade of woody brown it took on in death. I believe I shall dress it in a few shreds of tinsel and hang a small bauble or two. No one would know what it was previously. Ha.

Go Mama GO!!

First off…My bloody oath you have a LOT to complain about [and really I don‘t see you as “complaining”, not at all ]. Staggering really.

Poor people can find the joy in the little things.

Fatty always says, he feels sorry for “rich” people when hard times hit, when they can’t do what they’ve always done, they’re f*cked, whereas poor people have always been f*cked.

I am never lonely [or bored] when I am alone. In fact most times when Fatty says he gets bored when he is by himself I want to punch him in the face. ..*cackle*

It's funny, I can't bring myself to totally believe in God per se, yet I do believe in an spiritual afterlife.

I won’t mess around with an Ouija board...just in case.

I remember as an early teen floating out of myself. I only did it a couple of times and for only a few seconds/minutes. I didn't go anywhere. It was more the peaceful feeling of it that I remember. I do recall trying to “do” it again for months afterwards. Even if I didn’t know at the time what IT was, I was doing.

Looking forward to reading more of your experiences.

Just shows how easily it can be done. To us and to Mata...