Keep that up and you could make it your most interesting shopping trip yet.Maryn, not really winking at everybody
Keep that up and you could make it your most interesting shopping trip yet.Maryn, not really winking at everybody
Wow, what an experience though. I love the way old books smell and feel! (Is that weird?)The guy got some of his treasures out from the locked cases, so I held a book worth about $3500. (An ornate 1820s Bible, its illustrations colored by hand.)
I need to go. I got some black pants at my thrift store that were great but are getting too big. ( yeah yeah- poor Sassy.)So I need to get another thrift store pair of pants or two. My brown pants are comfy, but I caught a glimpse of myself in them and man are they frumpy.
NO SYMPATHY! NONE. For either of you.I feel your pain over the black pants, Sass. Next Tuesday a whole bag of such things is scheduled to get evicted. This will be the second bag to go out the door.
Oh dear, how on earth did you pass out from a virgin daiquiri?*slips into the hottub with her virgin strawberry daiquiri and sighs*
Well, it's very little consolation, but I'll take it.I've been out for a short walk. Now I'm drinking my diet hot chocolate. It tastes a lot better than I thought it would.
If it's any consolation, story, I now have this ugly roll of belly fat. It didn't show until its protective covering was gone. I hope the walking will eventually get rid of it.
thank you, darlin'.Oh dear, how on earth did you pass out from a virgin daiquiri?
*pulls out Cass, and puts her on couch to dry out*
I would have answered that it wasn't sleep, it was a REM meditative state induced by the combined relaxation effects of the hot tub and the cool, delicious beverage.thank you, darlin'.
erm...doesn't take much to get me drunk? ;-)
I would have answered that it wasn't sleep, it was a REM meditative state induced by the combined relaxation effects of the hot tub and the cool, delicious beverage.
We can barely hear the tornado siren from our house, we'd have to stand outside and hope there's no storm to muffle the sound. We also don't have a basement, so our bathroom is our best hope. We do have one of the weather radio that alarms every time there's a tornado warning or watch, and one night, we got so sick of hearing it go off for all the surrounding counties that we unplugged it around 2 a.m., about half an hour later, five tornados hit our town and we slept through it all, thank goodness one didn't hit us, but hit less than a mile from our home. I don't think we'd be all that safe in the bathroom, so my reasoning was if we were all going to die, I didn't want to die tired and there was nothing I could do about it anyway. I've tried to be more vigilant since then (but I still rarely plug in the radio during the bad storms at night because it scares the kids). I mainly just keep the TV in my bedroom on and go get the kids if and when the tornado is predicted to hit our area.My basement could probably use some cleaning. I cleaned it out last spring but I've not made much progress towards turning it into a proper storm shelter. I think I will work on that when spring comes. I am definitely not staying above ground next time the storm sirens go off. I learned last February it is too late to run when you hear the Tyrannosaurus-sized grizzly bear. I was lucky it was only an F0 but I'll never forget that sound.
Ha, talk about a light weight.thank you, darlin'.
erm...doesn't take much to get me drunk? ;-)
You should consider a career change. Marketing may suit you or you could also be a speech writer for a politician or something, or be some famous persons spokewoman.I'm a great BSer, what can I say?
ETA: I would probably do very well in marketing and almost got a minor in marketing, but I already had two majors.