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I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy
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How was your weekend?
Mine was pretty fun. Saturday I went to Moo's house and we watched a Juggalo movie. Michigan is scary, yo.
Yesterday I looked into the face of evil--I went to the Patriots game. Tim won his CEO's tickets at their Christmas party on Friday and wouldn't sell them! Lamewad! The best part was the VIP parking pass that came with the tickets. We were probably 200 feet from the tunnel, it was awesome. We left at halftime because it was freaking freezing. There were punches thrown twice about 2 rows in front of us, and the guy in front of me had EIGHT BEERS in the first half alone. I counted.
I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy
Re: How was your weekend?
I had beef on weck for lunch and taunted Bethie with it. Then, yes, we watched a Juggalo movie (which was probably scarier than any of the Saw movies), ate Uno's delivery, and drank Finger Lakes wine.
Yesterday was grocery shopping, making Funfetti cookies, and general slothiness. You'll note that I stuck to indoor activities because it was FREEZING.
Yeah, Gillette seems pretty lax about their two beers per person policy. I've never seen them distinguish in any way how many a person has had and you can buy beer every 10 feet or so.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
VIP parking is a must for a Patriots game. We have friends who went to the game and didn't get home until 2AM.
Our plans to get a tree on Saturday were thwarted by a tree farm that didn't open until 10AM, my mid-day appointment to get a haircut, and Ian's decision to go on a nap strike. We got the tree yesterday instead, and Ian also, in the course of the day, suffered a bloody nose, a cut on his head, and a split lip.
Saturday a friend and former colleague died suddenly. He was 46 and has nine year old twin daughters. That made me a little weepy at times.
I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy
I have heard through the grapevine that he'd had pneumonia for the last few weeks. He apparently went to the hospital on Saturday and died later in the day.
He was blessed with everything but a long life. He ran for Attorney General this year and was a very bright and accomplished man. I had a note in my calendar to call him after the new year.
Oh Kay, that's so sad.
My weekend was pretty lazy. I didn't do a damn thing on Saturday. Sunday I went to a friend's party and ate lots of cookies. While there, I was informed that gay men are fascinated by boobs and heard a story about someone who adopted a dog while on an Ambien high.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
Kay, I am so sorry to hear about your colleague and about Ian's injuries.
I had a busy weekend even though I didn't really go anywhere. Friday we went to a college basketball game. Saturday I finally finished my MIL's scarf, made another squid hat and went to a potluck at my yoga studio. I met a girl who lives and my neighborhood and likes to cycle so that was cool.
Sunday I finished making my sister's yoga mat bag which involved a lot of cussing. I also labeled about 100 photos that I am sending to my former host family in Panama because I have many years of correspondance to make up for.
I still have one more damn Christmas present to make. My husband is very lucky to have me.
11/11/11 = 5 years. Woah!
Kay, that is so sad and so very scary! My weekend was good. Saturday was Miles' haircut. Sunday, we braved the mall for a few hours, did some food shopping, and organized the house a little bit.
I got very frustrated with Miles this weekend because he doesn't like food that any living creature should enjoy. We tried some noodle pudding on Saturday and he spit it out. And believe me...it was good. Then yesterday, he refused butternut squash ravioli. For some reason, he dislikes pasta. What kind of person dislikes pasta?!
Oh Kay, I'm so sorry.
November, it is obvious that Miles is a communist. I'm so sorry.
Oh Kay, that is awful.
I hosted my brother, SIL, and parents at my house for Christmas this weekend, and it went pretty swell. We played board games and had taco night Friday, and then fancy lunch on Saturday. And if I can toot my own horn, I did a fantastic job on the food and decorating the table. It was lovely and fun, and delicious. I got a freaking gorgeous purse from my parents. Nicest bag I've ever had. I keep petting it.
Yesterday, My parents and I went to the swamp center and walked around for a little while. And then I went to see How Do You Know with my mom. I highly recommend it for anyone who's as obsessed with Paul Rudd as I am.
The nerve!
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Kay, I heard about that. I am sorry.
This weekend we took the kid out and about where she was very well behaved. Clearly she is a party girl.
I made Baileys and drank it as I watched Kevin wrap all the Christmas presents. Sunday we made chili and watched Dexter on Netflix and football.
For less then ten cents a day, you can feed a hungry child.
November, our children would do well together at the picky-eater table. Ian has about five things he'll reliably eat for meals. This weekend we added American cheese to that list.
He also will not eat pasta. I made lasagna yesterday and he was clamoring for one of the noodles. I gave it to him and he ran off down the hallway with it. I saw him put it in his mouth then throw it on the floor.
Friday night I worked and then went to visit a friend in the hospital. He had been in a serious accident and is recovering from brain surgery. I'm happy to report he was up and moving around and seems to be the same old R that he was before. I am so thankful for this.
Saturday I worked and then we ordered pizza and watched Valentines Day which H loved because he's strange like that. I enjoyed the eye candies that are Bradley Cooper and Eric Dane while thinking the rest of the movie was pretty lame.
Sunday I slept in and MIL SIL and I baked for 7 hours. We had 15 dozen cookies when it was all said and done and MIL made lasagna for dinner. Delish.
Now back to work until Christmas for me!
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
awe thanks! me too.
It's so exciting to work your way through the produce section, until you eventually get to a baby the size of a small watermelon.
And, how can you not be due until the end of June? It seems like you've been pregnant forever.
I feel like I've been pregnant forever! I found out super early so it's crawling by.
Friday night my H was my designated driver when we went to a Christmas party with my old co-workers. The food was good, I drank a ton of Sangria, and got caught up on all the gossip that makes me glad I don't work there anymore.
On Saturday, I did some shopping for a baby gift, we took the dog to the park, and then went to my family's annual Christmas party. I got to meet my cousin's new baby, stuff my face with cream puffs, and drink some more so it was a pretty good day.
Yesterday, I was a lazy bum and slept until the afternoon. Took Moxie to get her picture taken with Santa and then to obedience class. Came home and feasted on leftovers from my MIL's visit. The woman may be crazy but she sure can cook. I'm sad that dinner tonight was the last of the Cornbread Taco casserole.
i am so jealous you were at the game, roo, you dont even understand. that was a nail biter and a half!
and let me tell you, those bastards at gillette stop serving way too soon! maybe thats why that guy had to pony up so quickly.
We should've given you the tickets! Tim felt weird not going because the CEO gave them to him. The guy in front of us was a season ticket holder, he was pretty funny. But yeah, he kept going up and getting 2 beers at a time. He ran out of room at one point and had to put the beer in my cupholder. Crazy bastard!
I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy