Don't admit it. That's fine. Even the PORH can be carried too far! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

I want some chocolate. Dark, please. And fat free. Excuse me, just why did the good Lord invent cholesterol if it is bad for you? And how, pray tell, can vegetables and fruits have fat? Excuse me, that is wrong!!!!!!

Just plain WRONG!!!!!

I remembered to bring some to work today.

It's the Hershey Dark, with the nuts, and cranberries, and blueberries.

It's pretty good actually, but doesn't have the bouquet of the Lindt.

Change is good though, I can see that.

I'll just set it here, on top of the monitor, and anyone that wants some can take some.

Cinders, do you do more miles on Saturday when you have more time? My W used to do about 20 miles on Saturday the year she ran the local marathon. It was good for her health, but not so good for trying to spend time together.

Hi CC !!!
Have a good weekend. How warm is it where you are?

Let's see what's for lunch today..............
Lucky me, it's Pasta, and Alfredo Sauce, with Brussel Sprouts.

Chocolate to top it off, and it's Friday. Now if I could only figure out how to get a 20 hour work week and have the same pay.

Maybe 10 hours?

T&L,
You still working 60 to 80 a week?

I haven't heard a comprehensive report from AW in a while. Does that mean Aussie is getting home early?

Or is Mikey sick?


Stop now, or have another piece?
Well, it is Friday. I vote for one more, or maybe two.

SS

And....... BTW, what is the punishment now days for lighting sparklers in the house. I can tell you what the punishment was for lighting the neighbors garage on fire in 1966.

SS

Let's just say it involves "bears" and "bottoms". We are nothing if not traditional.

Too bad switches are illegal in CA. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Hi SS, Neak, Rella and TL

garages, sparkles...where's the fireworks?? Oh that was AFTER <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />

I had a boring childhood by the sounds of it compared to yours SS. Aussie blew trams, walls and letter box's up which probably explains a LOT of things <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

I suspect I was an angel <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, no no you don't need to ask my mum I'm sure she will agree <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Well, this has been a hard few weeks for training....almost 2 weeks with respiratory virus/related cruds - ears, cough, etc. Last week my knee did something weird.....something happened in the back of my knee. Now, the chiropractor things there may be something wrong w/ iliotibial band on R leg. Add to that, my 2 herniated disks in my neck and needing to do neck traction daily which I am not getting done.

I'm not walking like I should be.

Let alone getting w/ the plan and raising my money to fight leukemia, lymphoma, myeloma, and other blood related cancers.

Oh, and this past Tuesday a friend of my daughter was killed in a single car accident in which she was driving. I took daughter to funeral home last night. I am taking her to funeral today. Her dad didn't get the need. So, I have missed three training sessions w/ the group and have to leave early today. Can only spend about 40 minutes walking - about 2 miles - not the 6 or so I need to do.

I had an angelic childhood, too. AJ hit mailboxes with baseball bats.

So who does the Dervish take after again???

Rellla, your poor daughter. But you can only do what you can do, and I hereby give you permission to miss all the walking you need to to support your daughter. You can walk anytime, and she needs you. {{{{{{{{Cinders and kids}}}}}}}}}}}

So sad....you shouldn't have to go to funerals for children....or for the parents of sub-adult children.

She asked to spend the night w/ a friend. Didn't want to let her do it....church tomorrow morning. Forgot she is supposed to help w/ children's worship. Let her go, though. Because, sometimes you just need your friends.

Well, she is doing ok. That is good.

Quick note:

We went to pick up AJ last night, and it was freezing so of course I left the car on so the heater would run while I helped carry stuff over to the trunk.

I was standing on the outside step of the truck, holding on, when there was a crash that knocked my feet loose, and if I hadn't been holding on I would have fallen. Imagine my surprise (understatement of the year) when I looked behind me thinking earthquake, and saw the car a few feet away, one Dervish at the wheel.

Then imagine my surprise (second understatement of the year) when, in his frantic efforts to undo the damage he had done, said Dervish then put the car into reverse.

Doors that lock when the car goes into gear are not always a helpful feature.

Mr. C and the Princess were somewhat less than happy at being included in a joyride, and who knows what would have happened if Mr. C had not set aside his usual loquaciousness in favor of prompt action, and jumped into the front seat to push on the brake until a badly shaken Dervish could unlock the door.

As the very least of it, the Dervish is now banned from ever going into the front seat ever ever ever again, as long as he lives. That may cause some resentment when he reaches the age of sixteen, but I am prepared to deal with that.

My hyper startle reflex is now honed to new levels. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

All in favor of selling the Dervish on ebay say aye! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Cinders, so sorry for the loss.

But yes, glad she is doing OK, and hope for steady improvement.

Neak,
How much damage?

To the car - and the truck. I am sure the Dervish will recover just fine.

BTW, I never did the car thing. My sister did it, and the damage to the car kept me from going to dinner on my B-day one year. Oh, the agony of it all. I'm sure I'll recover in time.

I know she still feels bad about it. She send me a B-day card last year.

Too bad switches are illegal in CA.

Yes, now that society is enlightened, and we no longer use switches, is there less crime? Are there fewer problems?

It makes one wonder.

SS

As far as selling the Dervish -

Do any of your neighbors need an indentured servant?
For cheap?

SS

No real damage to the car, damage to one panel of the truck.

Itchin' fer a switchin'. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Nothing on a truck is cheap. If the neighbors need an indentured servant, they'll have to pay more than the going rate. And they might, if they didn't know him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

After I parked up at the school to p/u the kids, another parent came over. "Did you know that your son had the back door open all the way across the parking lot, with one leg hanging out?"

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

"No, heh heh, actually I didn't. Um, thank you."

~head hangs in shame~

Neaksis, I may leave him with you in the mornings for a day or two, long enough for at least one of my eyes to stop twitching.

Mine do that too - when I'm too stressed out.

I think I'm going to go to son's bedroom and see if I can help him settle his brain to do his homework.

My, my! That Dervish is certainly a busy lil' guy!

Sounds like Dervish is a younger version of our DGS#3! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

When DGS#3 was about 4, my H decided to mow the yard while I was at Walmart. DGS#3 and DGS#1 were left behind with H. H had parked his brand spanking new pickup truck (only had it 2 days) in the driveway, underneath a big ol' cedar tree.

As it happens, it was an unusually windy day, so the top of that ol' cedar tree was swaying wildly in the wind.

Our parking area goes right up to the den (which used to be our garage). The den has four 3' wide windows across that end, with a window A/C unit in one of the windows. DGS#1 was in the den, watching TV.

Lo and behold! DGS#1 heard a crash, looked up, saw the A/C coming out of the window, and ran for his life! As he so eloquently stated, "MeMe, I was just sitting there, watching TV...and all of a sudden, I heard a noise and here comes the air conditiner, so I jumped up and RAN!"

Well, DH did not hear the truck crank up due to the noise of the mower, but he did look up and notice that the truck was missing from where he had parked it...WITH THE DANGED KEYS IN THE IGNITION!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

So...H comes running to see what happened and finds his brand new truck, parked jammed up to the house (with a broken grill, no less!), and a jubilant DGS#3 jumping out and hollering, "Hey, Paw! I saved your truck!"

H hollered, "What do you mean...YOU SAVED MY TRUCK????" DGS#3 triumphantly proclaimed, "I saved your truck so that big ol' tree wouldn't fall on it and mash it!"

Well, H managed to compose himself and spare giving DGS#3 the rear-end warming bit, but gave him a stern lecture, saying, "If you EVER see a key in something and crank it up again, I'm gonna tear your butt up!"

Well...about 30 minutes later, H had to stop the lawn mower and go to the shed to get something. Just as he was heading back around the house toward the lawn mower, he had to jump out of the way. Yep! You guessed it! DGS#3 was driving again!!

This time, it was quite a while before he could sit comfortably again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

Oh..and the air conditioner went right back in place after H had to adjust the window frame, which was slightly ajar.

So far, neither of my children have had similar incidents - but I did - when I was about 5. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

My mom had gone in to leave my sister with her sitter. I was sitting in the car by the street. Somehow, I managed to engaged the clutch and get the car in gear and get the parking brake off. The car rolled over the sitter's mailbox and into the ditch.

Afterwards, whenever anyone tried to discuss it w/ me, my reply was always, "I seepy." Who is going to argue too much with a sleepy 5yo?

Good morning to all AWsmum just dropping in for a hello.

I have read some of the wonderful Dervishes adventures - you know Neak I can see a new Huckleberry Finn-like story in his latest load of adventures, written by good old mum of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> (ok not so OLD to us ancients) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
You may start an entire new adventure series just like JK Rowling did!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />

AW is currently chewing Aussies ear about something and he most likely has done something wrong because he's doing that male thing - ' But.. but ,,,, but '- which usually indicates he KNEW when he did whatever that he was going to be sprung.
Being the wise person I am, older sounds so much closer to the truth <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, I made myself scarce before sides were chosen.

LC aren't GC just wonderful? You get to hand them back just after you have filled them up with RED cordial. <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="" />

If AW should ever try to tell you my darling GC were wonderful angels of behaviour, that is just so big a fib I would choke.
JJ especially was a right royal pain in the you know where, whereas I do admit Lizzy was just plain old fashioned stubborn. Once her mind was made up it was immovable. (Not that much has changed though she has a heart of gold) meek??? ... I think not. <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="" /> <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="" />

JJ was known as the Flash. He would take off at a moments notice and leave mum in a panic half the time. We are talking from about 2 years old on. Once when he was just 3 and a bit AW and the two little ones then - Lizzy and JJ - all gaily waved goodbye to Aussie off on another trip to God knows where and as the truck disappeared down the street AW turned back to the house with Lizzy in hand and said come on JJ back in the house ... JJ? JJ? then a yelled JJ??? no response. So she grabs Lizzy and walks back out the front and no sign. Nothing. rushes next door, across the road, to the other side still no sign. Grabs the car, drives around the block, no sign. Of course imagine the panic. So she widens the search, stops rings the neighbours. everyone is out and looking.
Some bright spark neighbour quickly decides the obvious and he says to AW "I think we should call the Police missus"

Approximately 40 mins had passed by now. So he rings for her as she is in tears and when she finally got to the phone the police woman says "well I thought you would ring any moment I have this little boy in our station who's naked as a jay bird (why do males ALWAYS take off their clothes??) and he points down the road and mutters "solars" - I presume he was saying 'soldiers' for his dad of course - apparently the Police had picked him up 3 blocks away from their house. He had taken off after his dad and no one had seem him following.
Needless to say AW was relieved and embarrassed to pick up the little fellow.
Hard to believe that the giant who visits us these days was that little boy. However I do enjoy repeating the story to his girlfriends ... perhaps I should call it the Free Willy story <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="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />