Those parents are nuts.

But your one-liners are kinda funny in a not-so-funny way.

Well hi there you all!!

Its actually me, myself, I, not my ever so loose lipped mum.
I was not "twittering" mother <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />

I was being adorable for my H <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

and tl those parents are not just a tad odd, they are not just a 'snaga' short of a barbie, they have lost the entire meat pack.

Hey mum !!! GREAT GRANDMA !! ROTFLMAO lol this deserves a special icon show <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />

Aussie is not worried at all. He says his princess told him there would no sex for about 5 years after M when she was sure he could cope with it all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Now we talk about fog & denial here on MB but really ..............
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />

Neak how are you? Things are great here and I think I need ice for the brusing I've been kissing that man of mine so much lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

But the dreary real world rears its ugly head and that means work and I don't feel like it !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

Well at least Mikey can stay home with his dad for a day or two, though mum may have to be around because he still has this 'issue' with dirty nappies. What a baby - <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Well hello, A-dub in the flesh!

This is my third day of being sick, but I'm ok other than that.

I just heard back from the PP editor, explaining a little more about their process. I take no offense at anything he said, especially when he himself liked the book, but it is just funny to me that such a very conservative person as myself could be a potential source of controversy, from people even more conservative than I.

Even if I were not conservative, I am such a peaceable, easygoing person that it's hard to imagine me as the cause of discord. Anyway, this is what he said:


Neak: The New Controversy

I'm telling you--life lately is absolutely driving me nuts!!! And it's getting to be such a short trip it's hardly even worth getting in the car for the journey! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

t&l

Did you see A2 on B's thread?

*waves* HI!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just for t&l,

===============
Apples and Wine

Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the
tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are
afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they sometimes take the apples

from the ground that aren't as good, but easy.


The apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to
come along, the one who is brave enough to climb all the way to the top
of the tree.

Now Men.... Men are like a fine wine. They begin as grapes, and it's up
to women to stomp the crap out of them until they turn into something
acceptable to have dinner with.
=========

Ignore my sig line. I am still fixated.

hi neak and tl & nc and everyone!!

Aussie said hi back but he's busy dishing up my dinner, rolled marinated lamb , smells so yum!! I love being spoiled <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

In case you have any doubts Aussie did the cooking, no one, especially mum, is allowed in the kitchen when the MAN cooks <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

except after when its clean up time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />

but look, anything I don't have to cook myself WILL taste wonderful regardless <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, including a big macs.

Sort of looses its charm when you have to do it night after night after night after night after night ...... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Which is why mum is so happy to come over most nights to share the bothersome task ..lol and gets to have Mikey as long as she wants as well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

tl I really HAVE been where you are, probably a bit further down the dark alley ways at times than I want to be again, but I feel sometimes it is a part of life, we follow a path and it seems impossible to leave it.
When all I feel I have left is hope I hang onto that like a person drowning in a dark sea, it helps to know that I have so many who even with all my craziness still love me. And funny enough to admit its hard at those times.
when they can persuade me to talk <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />

Now talking about driving to get there ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

.............
Fifty miles to go and she was running low on faith and gasoline
It would been a long hard year
She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention
She was going way to fast
Before she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass
She saw both their lives flash before her eyes
She didn't even have time to cry
She was sooo scared
She threw her hands up in the air

Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this all on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on
Jesus take the wheel

It was still getting colder when she made it to the shoulder
And the car came to a stop
She cried when she saw that baby in the backseat sleeping like a rock
And for the first time in a long time
She bowed her head to pray
She said I'm sorry for the way
I've been living my life
I know I've got to change
So from now on tonight

Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this all my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on

dinners ready for me now so I'm digging in while the going is good...

question? why do men NEED three times the pots and pans to cook than ANY woman?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

question? why do men NEED three times the pots and pans to cook than ANY woman?

It's the other way around at our house, I've always wondered about that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

SS

Hi, NCW, A2, AW, et al...

I think my husband's solution to the apple tree metaphor would be to get out his power saw, cut the whole thing down, and then harvest the apples that are now easily within reach! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> He's actually been quite nice lately, which will work as long as no one scratches the surface or does something that annoys him. So guess what I'm doing? Fortunately I keep my fingernails short...

We went out to dinner Tuesday, at his suggestion. I thought it was for a late mother's day, but when we got there he said, "Happy Anniversary." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I had completely forgotten it and had NO idea whatsoever that another one was upon us. Now I admit that I usually forget our anniversary, while he always remembers it. Even the one year that he didn't acknowledge it openly, I'm sure he knew in his head when it occurred. (That year I remembered it myself. On the day, too. Am I perverse, or what?) But I generally remember that it's coming up, even if I blank it out on the actual date. (And nobody needs to psychoanalyze this, either. I can figure out quite nicely, all by myself, why I've been doing this now for 35 years! And not consciously, or on purpose, either.) But this year, worried as I am about the totally unwarranted $5,000 lawsuit Target is trying to pin on my dad and the refinance for the house so we can get our crappy septic replaced before the county evicts Neak's family and GP, it didn't so much as waft across my mind, not even once, although I certainly heard 6-6-06 spoken of enough times! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Fortunately for the pleasure of the meal, he was amused at my surprise, and the meal was enjoyed in amiable conversation (on my part, generally), and equally amiable listening (on his)...although I did see the clam shell open and close regularly for the insertion of comestibles. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />

Afterwards we went next door to the chocolate factory and had one piece of candy each--the maximum amount of additional food we could've eaten before exploding. "And it other news tonight, downtown Lodi was mysteriously obliterated by..." As we sat and ate it, he mentioned that if Neak and her family moved to Oklahoma, there were some places in Kansas that he might be interested in sometime. The girls got a good laugh out of that. Neaksis said, "See, I TOLD you he'd think about it for awhile and then come up with something that was his own idea. You'd better start packing." Ha! Toto doesn't WANT to go to Kansas. At least not yet...

And then, so that you can fully savor the entirety of our anniversary celebration, to cap the evening off and put the finishing touches on this rare moment of harmonious marital union, we...


Are you sure you're mature enough to hear this?



Positive?



Well, OK, then, but don't say I didn't warn you.



We split up, and he headed home to watch TV and play his guitar, and I went on to work. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> And eat the leftover Chinese in the middle of the night.

A lovely time was had by all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />

t&l

P.S. "Lamb," I understand. "Marinated," I understand. "Rolled," I understand, too, at least theoretically. But not with "marinated" and "lamb". Who's doing the rolling? Is it before or after marination? And, most of all, WHY? There is no vegetarian equivalent, I must confess. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

Are you sure you're mature enough to hear this?



Positive?



Well, OK, then, but don't say I didn't warn you.



We split up, and he headed home to watch TV and play his guitar, and I went on to work. And eat the leftover Chinese in the middle of the night.

A lovely time was had by all.


Smartie pants <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

SS

Thank you, SS. The pleasure was all mine! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />

t&l

P.S. I think you've finally given me an explanation for middle-aged hip widening that I can live with...it's all that extra brain power!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Oh, one last little thing before I dash.

The Dervish has been watching one of his favorite documentaries: Tiller Squig.

These sometimes-vicious squig have been known to attack divers, and are very intelligent.

He likes the documentary about Tiller Jellyfish almost as much, the one about the 'boxing jellyfish' named 'Earkahnshee'.

I've been up with Mikey for a while and finally got him back to sleep..... feel like I have poured a spoonful of grit under my eyes, my head is pounding and my sinus is in full swing and I feel ick as in "ICK" not quite sick as if I have eaten some greasy food.
Something spicy would go down just right! and
I really really want a tomato on rye bread with fresh pepper bit of lemon juice on top ...... mmmmm right now ,,, but I cant be bothered getting it.

any volunteers?

or maybe green tea ice cream

with some choc chips

wheres the tummy salts.


the dervish you have to just smile, cute as, and he is quite right to be worried about the 'Earkahnshee'.. they are almost as bad as the beansidhe....lol
just ask my mum she'll tell you that male snoring in this house just like a horde of beansidhe & is loud enough to wake the dead. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />

I'm going back to bed, 4.02am , someone shoot me with Berocca boosts & earplugs ............ PLEASE
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

Is lamb rolling similar to cow tipping?

Good one Cinders -

And Neak, I'd like to get a hold of that Tiller Squig - I'd go round the garden with it a couple of times.

Sweet dreams T&L.

SS

And, when you get through with it, bring in to my house....PLEASE!

T&l, you sound normal again! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Could it be the anniversary dinner? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

So does everyone else (waving to all)

No, I don't think it was the anniversary dinner, even though it was a lovely gesture and accepted as such. I think I'm like one of those kiddie toys with weights in the bottom and air in the top ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), that when you punch it, it goes down flat and then pops back up again. Doggone it--I'm irrepressible, and usually sooner rather than later I am compelled to find something to laugh at, and a joke to tell. STOP ME BEFORE I JEST AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />

Neaksis' young Val made a funny this week. She found the primary election brochure/voter's guide thingy that Neaksis received, and spent a little time reading the cover. Suddenly she sparkled with excitement, and said to Neaksis, "Oh! The Republican Party!!!!!!!! Can I go?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

t&l

you know tl, the frightening thing is that mum said you would bounce back pretty soon.

<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />

well Aussie was in a picky mood this morning, very restless so I sent him to play in the shed. OMG <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> now THAT sounds like my mum !!!

someone send help, I'm turning into my mum!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />

I wonder if intensive therapy would help? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

OK, that's going to get annoying if your mom can start making accurate predictions of behavior from halfway around the world!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

Who gets scared worse about you turning into your mother--you, or her? Is she <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />...or better yet, just plain <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />.

Neak seems to be sick still, so I'm taking all 4 of her kids tomorrow (5, 7, 9, and 91) to church and a nature walk in the afternoon. I'll be a gibbering idiot by tomorrow night...and you don't even WANT to know what's gonna happen to them!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

t&l