It is so much fun

naughty silly in your face fun

read the first book ...

The Sweet Potato Queens Book of Love

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like the wind, my sig line changes direction to mess with your hair

Heard of it but have never got around to reading it.

think I may have to after all .......... I could do with a laugh or two.

well bed for me, meds kicked in, coughing stopped at long last.

night all and have a great day <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Well, Pep wants to grow up and be a SPQ.

Young Aussie is off to do some soldiering.

AW is headed off to bed early.

I worked so hard today at work. I'm just not having fun right now......it's all about numbers. When I do my job well, they complain because I'm not fast enough. And, heaven forbid, it gets worse if I forget to take my medication.

If I don't quit shedding, I may go bald.....my pony tail is getting smaller and smaller.

Going to the Far Kingdom next weekend. To see The Diplomat. As the youngest male member of the Royal Family will be commencing straight out of hoity-toity private school, I will be seeing extended members of the family. Diplomat was concerned when he heard I have a new frock for the occaision....a sundress....have never bought one of those. He was worried about me showing off legs. Showing off cleavage wasn't bothering him so much.

Men are strange animals.

My cleavage is better looking than my legs. Why would I show off my fat thighs?

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It was interesting to hear him say he wasn't distressed over a little cleavage - 'after all, every woman has breasts'. That just struck me as intersting...I could display a bit of the 'deep cleavage' but the skirt had to be long enough.

I just may keep him....but how come he has to live in the far kingdom? He needs to be in a nearer kingdom.

[color:"purple"]Have a BIG laugh!!! [/color]

[color:"blue"]How Some People Help T&L Keep Her Job!![/color]

The Jones didn't have any children and decided to use a proxy father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Jones kissed his wife and said, "I'm off, honey. The man should be here soon."

Half an hour later, a door-to-door baby photographer rang the doorbell with the hopes of making a sale.

"Good morning madam. You don't know me but I've come to....."

"Oh, there's no need to explain. I've been expecting you," Mrs. Jones cut in.

"You have?" the photographer asked. "Well, good! I've made a specialty of babies."

"That's exactly what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat. Just where do we start?" asked a blushing Mrs. Jones.

"You just leave everything to me," he replied. "Usually, I try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. Sometimes the living room floor is fun too; you can really spread out."

"Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work for George and me," stated Mrs. Jones.

"Well, madam, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. However, if we try several different positions, and I shoot from five or six angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results."

"I certainly hope we can get this over with quickly," gasped Mrs. Jones.

"Madam, in my line of work, a man must take his time. I would love to be in and out in five minutes, but you'd be disappointed with that, I'm sure."

"Don't I know!" exclaimed Mrs. Jones. The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures.

"This was done on the top of a bus in the downtown area," he proudly declared.

"Oh my word!" Mrs. Jones exclaimed.

"And these twins turned out exceptionally well, considering the fact that their mother was so difficult to work with," he said, handing Mrs. Jones the photograph.

"She was difficult?" Mrs. Jones asked.

"Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to Central Park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep, pushing and shoving to get a good look."

"Four and five deep?" asked Mrs. Jones, her eyes the size of saucers.

"Yes," said the photographer. "And for more than three hours too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling. It was very difficult for me to concentrate. Then darkness approached and I began to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just packed it all in."

"You mean they actually chewed on your, umm, equipment?" Mrs. Jones asked.

"That's right. Well madam, if you're ready, I'll set up my tripod so that we can get to work."

"Tripod?" asked a very worried Mrs. Jones.

"Oh yes, I have to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big for me to hold while I'm getting ready for action."

"Madam, madam? Good Lord, she's fainted!"

Correct me if I'm wrong, but don't most women have legs, too???

I have legs.

And bosoms.

But that could be just me.

Yeah, most women do have legs....I just can't figure that one out....like I said....the whole exchange amused me. Men.....<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

You know, Cinderella, one thing that's struck me repeatedly over the past many months whenever you mentioned The Diplomat is how very, ah, undiplomatic he always seems to be in his dealings with you. I surely hope he does a better job at representing the country which employs him than he appears to do representing himself!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

I got Neaksis' 2 oldest kids today to give her a reprieve from their unpleasantness. Actually, it was a reprieve for them, too, since they were circumspectly well-behaved all afternoon, even though I made them work pretty steadily for about 4 hrs. For our break, we hunted wasps. Unfortunately, the wasps hunted back, and I've got one very puffy and unhappy hand. Of course, the wasp that did it is dead! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

t&l

Hmm, T&L, you have given me something to ponder. I will give this great thought. That's quite interesting. Would fit former patterns in my life and they weren't healthy for me. That is intersting. Hmmmmmmm......

<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I wasn't trying to be ponder-ful, really! Or throw a monkey wrench in your gears. But it has really seemed to me, over and over, that he expressed himself to you with a heavy touch and tone instead of the skilled, deft,even smooth words you'd think you could expect from someone who makes his living in diplomacy, for Pete's sake!

t&l

Dervishism regarding memory:
"I knew where I could find it, because I had a statue of it in my mind."

Neak - you are not going to believe this (well, maybe you will):

I [color:"blue"] TOTALLY[/color][color:"blue"] TOTALLY[/color] understand that dervishism.....when I can't find anything, I try to go pray about it. It helps me relax. I form a mental image of the missing item - in my mind. I ask God to help me focus and look for THE THING rather than being distracted by all the stuff around it. [color:"blue"] SO TOTALLY [/color] do I understand this one.

Hats off to your little man.

My brother heard him say it and told me, or that little gem would have been lost forever.

BTW, I do the same thing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

A lot.

I think all of you rock.
(Some of us roll too.)

Leaving tomorrow morning for vacation.

I like vacation.

SS

SS - enjoy it for me and for my family.....we haven't had a real vacation in years. I'm not kidding.

I do leave next Friday to go see The Diplomat - will return on Monday. His son is graduating from hs this weekend and I am going to two days worth of graduation. Very little down time. Boss denied my request for extra time off.

Neak - living in a three person household populate w/ 3 ADD/ADHD people, I spend a lot of time praying about locating things.