Stop and smell the roses!
I was so glad that yesterday was over with early last night. Started a little earlier than usual. Friend ringing me at 4.30am telling me he is getting married. Means out little pact is off. If both he and I were still single when he came back we would try and give a relationship a go. Oh well enjoyed the 2 weeks he spoilt me. Now another lady is lucky to have him.
The day seemed to drag on a bit. Much like today is. Probably cause today I feel like shit. Physically shitty this time. Other shitty too but eh! don't ask me why other shitty. Still attempting to figure that out myself.
Puter was having hassles again this morning so cleaned that out again.....*groan* bloody spyware crap. Cleaned out my ICQ so now I have only 2 people left on it. Not many people seem to use it anymore so only keep it for the ones that do. Only bugger is can't use both programs at once so often miss people on the other chat thingy. Oh well always email. Got 6 email addys that people can contact me on if they want.
Well you all have a super time
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Do you ever get the feeling that some people only ever move their lips to tell lies? Or only tell half truths?
Men's brain on holiday.
What is one of the worst thing to happen to ya when you have a hang over after drinking all alone. Getting up for a shower and the bit for the shower part comes off in your hands. Grrrrr
Well today I got my shower fixed. I have a working shower and all the water goes the one way. It was nearly better than sex. I do stress nearly. I must apoligise to my B.O.B. later for saying that.
Not hard to keep a girl like me happy. Creature of habbit. Make a cuppa before I jump in the shower so when I come out and have put some sort of clothing on my cuppa is just right to drink.
The last idiot maintance guy that was here turned my gas too low so I was only able to get warm water, not hot. I like my showers like I like my men. Hot.
For the first time ever I finally had a maintace guy worth perving at. Pitty about the big gold band around a finger, but a nice perv anyhoos. Much better than the gas man that read my meter. Think it is time to find a plaything again. Too much perving and not enough touching.
Oh well time to get ready for Angel comming home and find hammer for this puter again. Going to teach it for not working properly on me. F disk it. heheheheheheeh What a poo bum I loose all my porn. lol Oh well will have to get guys to resend naked pics of themselves again. lol *I need a life*
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Love....... Doesn't care how far you fall
What is it with men on the weekend? Did they all take "stupid inconsiderate bastard" pills or something?
Are they so darfed that they can not see they have great woman standing beside them, not in front or behind, but beside them. Woman that will do anything for them to make them happy. To make their lives comfy.
What do they teach men? Girlfriend is too happy so time to make her depressed to see if she really will stay with me or love me? Lets have fun and screw with her head and give her mixed messages.
I am not talking about myself here. There are two really great woman that I know and they have been so depressed over the antics of the ones they love. For one of them I knew it was serious stuff when she rocked up here to stay the night. The other I know is serious too.
Been a weird week. Hering things about what men and women do. One women going to the extreme for love. Going outta of her tree even. The other two want nothing more to support and love thier respective partners. Support I don't mean finaical but other. Just being there for them.
I wish these men would wake up and see they have this great woman beside them before it is too late.
It is a pity that we females are more the emotional type and men are the logical. makes for interesting life. But if these men could see what emotional messes they do leave females maybe they would not play thier male bullshit games. And they just expect that these females will just forgive and forget and act like nothing has happened. New Flash. We remeber. We remeber the hurt, the sadness and the anger. We don't like feeling that way at all. All we want to do is be happy and love you. Is that too much for some males to comprehend?
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Yet another Saturday night drinking in front of puter.
You kow thing are sad when out of all the couples that you know only 1 set are truley happy. Remind me why I should rush out there and find a mate. Two couples I know are on the verge of calling it quits. One cause of excessive drinking and the other cause she has cancer and does not want him around. But he only calls her girlfriend when it suits.
I have to admit there are days when I can't wait to do the girlfirend/wify stuff again. Not that I was married but may as well have been. Care for him when he is sick, support him in everything, cook him dinner every night, do all the things to make his life comfy. Fuck it I will admit it. I miss doing all that stuff. That is why Angel gets so spoilt.
Some days I hate being on my own. Other days is great cause I can do what I want. Run around the house naked, not get dressed on a Sunday if I want, Chat on the phone freely, all the shit I could not do freely before.
But at what cost do I looss my freedom like that. Will I end up with another that gives me no freedom? I hate being on my own, but too scared to venture out there.
Only two people I know has done the right thing with hooking up with someone. All the rest have been slags that have got there "partners/men" (what ever you want to call them) the lying sleezy way.
Why is it people have to play stupid games to get a partner. The fucked up thing is that if you are too honest they bolt, not honest enough they bolt, just say nothing they think you are using them. What is the right method. They way I figure it if they can't handle the honest truth about things then they are not worth it.
Well time to go. Getting visitor for the night. Heart to heart time. Funny shit since my state. heheheehe convinced them to get some more coke for more drinkies. lol
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Hi People,
I applied for this job a few weeks ago and got it. I'll never look back from
here.
Cheers,
Pooky
Dear Tech Support,
Last year, i upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a distinct slow down in overall system performance, particularly in the Flower and Jewelry applications, which operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0. In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalled many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5, and then installed undesirable programs such as AFL 5.0, NBA 3.0 adn Golf Clubs 4.1. Conversation 8.0 no longer runs and Housecleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system. I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail. What can i do?
Signed,
Desperate
Dear Desparate:
First keep in mind that Boyfriend 5.0 is an Entertainment package, while Husband 1.0 is an Operating system. Please enter the command: "http: I thought you loved me.htm" and try to download tears 6.2 adn don't forget to install the Guilt 5.0 update. If that application works as designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewelry 2.0 adn Flowers 3.5. But remember, over use of the above application can cause Husband 1.0 to default Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Beer 6.1. Beer 6.1 is a very bad program that will download the Snoring Loudly Beta. Whatever you do, DO NOT install Mother-in-Law 1.0 (it is a virus in teh background that will eventually seize control of all your system resources). Also, do not attempt to reinstall the Boyfriend 5.0 program. These are to unsupported applications adn will crash Husband 1.0.
In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have limited memory adn cannot learn new application quickly. You might consider buying additional software to improve memory and performances. We recommend Hot Food 3.0 and Lingerie 7.7.
Goodluck,
Tech
FINAL EXAM The blonde reports for her university final examination that consists of yes/no type questions. She takes her seat in the examination hall, stares at t he question paper for five minutes and then, in a fit of inspiration, takes out her purse, removes a coin and starts tossing the coin, marking the answer sheet: Yes, for Heads, and! No, for Tails. Within half an hour she is all done, whereas the rest of the class is still sweating it out. During the last few minute s she is seen desperately throwing the coin, muttering and sweating. The moderator, alarmed, approaches her and asks what is going on. "I finished the exam in half an hour, but now I'm rechecking my answers."
THE BLONDE JOKE TO END ALL BLONDE JOKES! A girl was visiting her blond friend who had acquired two new dogs, and asked her what their names were. The blonde responded by saying that one was named Rolex and one was named Timex. Her friend said, "Whoever heard of someone naming dogs like that?" "HelOOOOOOO," answered the blond. "They're watch dogs!"
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Amzanig huh!
Mum got her new car today so went out crusining with her. Went out to see my sister who was home from work sick today. Had a nice meal at the local pub there. I love my pub meals. I have not yet turned up market for the other type of eaterys around the place.
Going out again tomorrow night and will come home some time saturday. Need some time away from here. Even as I type this at 10.38pm my dickhead neighbour is drilling in the walls.
Mum has offered to take Angel for a night soon so might organise to go out or something. Even if I go to NY Bar and Grill on my own and enjoy the music. Feel human again, not just a mother. Dunno see how I feel. Not that I am full sociable mood lately.
Mum has hit panic stations with thinking that I am deeply depressed or something. Just tired and feel as though going no where. I feel like I have lost touch with people as I have nothing to say. I know I have been a moody little pain of late.
But like most things it will pass. If people don't like it they know where to go. Everyone has there off moments at times. I am having mine.
I wish I could explain my mood at the moment, but to be able to explain it I would first have to know why it is I am in this mood. I apologised to one person cause I snapped at them a few times in recent days. So just bare with me cause what ever is going on it will pass.
Well time for sleepies
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Decided to take my anger out on my back lawn yesterday. Am I paying for it today. Good thing no-one around cause they won't see the brusies. dam I hate being short.
Figured it needed doing since the grass came up to my knees. Took 3 hours to do but at least next weekend it will be a breeze to do. Got the hard bits done.
why have I been so angry of late. I know a few of the answers but not all. I have been angry at myself for allowing to have dead wood people in my life. YOu know the ones that are not around when you need help or just someone to chat stuff out with, but are around when they think there is something in it for them or they need someone.
It is funny how many male friends will not come for a social visit when you are not offering sex. That stinks to high heaven. So one by one telling them to fuck off outta my life. Doing a big clean out off line and on line. Not that my on line is working that well at the moment. Got my email back up and running, but still working on all the other fiddly bits.
Having a semi slack day today. Apart from body aching in bits I didn't know could ache got bugger all sleep last night. Angel decided he wanted to play from 1.20am till 5.30am. Did not make me happy camper since I did not go to bed till 12ish. Only woke up this morning cause got sms otherwise would have slept for ever. lol. I ended up sleeping in my spare bed for a short time while Angel watched tv in my room. Kid is too dam spoilt. Better not do it tonight.
Well off to do some little bits and pieces that require bugger all physical movement.
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Well my prediction was right. SMS message to say no show for tonight. That is ok by me cause last time invited him around.
Went out today cause I knew I would not have to clean up and caught up with an old friend. Got a shock when he handed me his home number not just his mobile number. Told him that I was getting mobile soon and he said something really sweet. Almost put the warm fuzzys back. I miss that feeling of warm fuzzys. Almost made me have faith in the male species again. lol
Well off to do something for the night.
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Soon I will be mobile. So watch out. If nothing puts the fear in ya like me being on the roads nothing else will. heheheheehe. I am going to go for my learners soon now that I have a car. I have just roped two people into teaching me to drive properly. So it is going to cost me a slab of beer and a bottle of scotch, but getting out of it sorta cheap that way.
Ah a car in my drive way. Works every time as a deterant for people to come in. To save the hassle just don't invite people over. Invited someone over for dinner tonight and just waiting for what excuse they will use this time.
But I guess if I invite males over for sex with extra girlie they would be on my door step. Can't these idiots figure out that I invite them around for a meal cause I enjoy their company. So guess what. Fuck the lot of them. If they can only come over for booty call and nothing else. Going to stop that to. Rather lay in bed and play with myself then to be treated that way. And when I get mobile they are not going to be getting a vist from me. Fuck them all.
I am distancing myself from most people cause I am so sick of the lies, bullshit and all that jazz. They think they are nicely pulling the wool over my eyes, but news flash. They are only screwing themselves over.
Well off to go and clean something quietly. Got a nice headache again this morning.
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Everybody knows
This is so sweet . . . . .
S O M E T I M E S
Sometimes...
when you cry...
no one sees your tears.
Sometimes...
when you are in pain...
no one sees your hurt.
Sometimes...
when you are worried...
no one sees your stress.
Sometimes...
when you are happy...
no one sees your smile.
But FART!! just ONE time...
Gotcha!! You thought it was going to be one of those heart-touching stories!
The Centipede
A single guy decides life would be more fun if he had a pet. So he went to the pet store and told the owner that he wanted to buy an unusual pet. After some discussion, he finally bought a centipede, which came in a little white box to use for his house. He took the box back home, found a good location for the box, and decided he would start off by taking his new pet to church with him.
So he asked the centipede in the box, "Would you like to go to church with me today, we will have a good time."
But there was no answer from his new pet. This bothered him a bit, but he waited a few minutes and then asked him again, "How about going to church with me and receive blessings."
But again, there was no answer from his new friend and pet. So he waited a few minutes more, thinking about the situation. He decided to ask him one more time; this time putting his face up against the centipede's house and shouting, "Hey, in there! Would you like to go to church with me and learn about The Lord?!"
Scroll down!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU ARE GOING TO LOVE THIS!
A little voice came out of the box:..
"I heard you the first time! I'm putting on my shoes."
Anti Stress Mouse... this is for the boys bit rude
Woman scorned
After 17 years of marriage, a man dumped his wife for his young secretary.
His new girlfriend demanded that she wanted to live in the couple's multi million dollar home, and since the man's lawyers were a little better, he prevailed.
He gave his now ex-wife just 3 days to move out.
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.
On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.
On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells, dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell. They tried everything; cleaning & mopping and airing the place out Vents were checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were hung
everywhere.
Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting.
Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit...
Repairmen refused to work in the house...The maid quit...
Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out, and eventually, even the local realtors refused to return their calls.
Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely, and said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce
settlement in exchange for getting the house back...
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth... But only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed, and within the hour, his lawyers delivered the paperwork. A week later, the man and his new
girlfriend stood smirking as they watched the movingcompany pack everything to take to their new home... ..including the curtain rods.
Advice from Women to Men
1. The reason why our bras don't always match our nderwear is because WE actually change our underwear.
2. The next time you and your buddies joke about armed women in combat, take a poll to see which of you successfully aim at the toilet rim.
3. If we're watching football with you... it's not bonding - it's their butts.
4. Whenever possible, please try to say whatever you have to say after the movie.
5. Lay off the beans several hours before bedtime.
6. Please don't drive when you're not driving.
7. If you were really looking for an honest answer, you wouldn't ask in bed.
8. The next time you joke about female drivers, research the number of accidents caused by rubber-necking mini-skirts.
9. If only women gossip, how do you and your friends keep track of "who's easy"?
10. Stop telling us most male strippers are gay: we don't care.
11. When you're not around, I belch loudly, too.
12. We don't mind if you look in the mirror to check your appearance, infact...please do!!!
13. When you're out with us, please wear "our" favorite outfit rather than "yours"...the torn jeans and dirty t-Shirt will last longer that way.
14. If you must grunt in reply, please develop a system to indicate a positive vs a negative grunt.
15. Don't insist that we "get off the stupid phone" and then not talk to us.
16. Eye contact is best established above our shoulder-level.
17. Cleaning the house is not necessarily "women's work"; besides, most of the "dirt" and clutter is yours anyway.
18. Yes, we know most of the great chefs are men, why is it then you never want to cook?
19. We go to the Ladies Room in groups to talk about you.
20. Yes, we know you can probably beat us arm wrestling; however, very few raises or promotions were gained by arm wrestling the boss.
I am in heaven now. I am way ahead of my schedule for the day and my fridge arrived early. Yeppie yeppie. Having orgams over that. hehehehehehehe
ARE YOU A BITCH?
Some friends were sitting at the bar talking about their professions.
The first guy says "I'm a Y.U.P.P.I.E., you know...
Young, Urban, Professional, Peaceful, Intelligent,Ecologist"
The second guy says "I'm a D.I.N.K., you know...
Double Income, No Kids."
The third guy says, "I'm a R.U.B., you know...
Rich, Urban, Biker."
They turn to the woman and ask her, "What are you?'"
She replies: "I'm a W.I.F.E., you know...
Wash, Iron, Fetch, Etc."
A second gal answers their question before they even ask it, "B.I.T.C.H."
What exactly is a BITCH?!? they ask in unison.
"Babe In Total Control of Herself."
So ladies, next time somebody calls you a "Bitch" SMILE ... and say "Thank You!!"
A busy day ahead which should keep me outta mischief.
Phone calls to various people including lawyers and legal matters. Time to put things right around here. The other phone calls is just boring stuff to find out other shit. grrrr
Getting my fridge today. Yeppie and it has a freezer. Yeppie Yeppie. So tonight I can go and do a decent shop. I am excited about that.
Other than that I have nothing else to say.
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Well peoples. What do you think of my night of bordem. I am so happy that I am learning this type of stuff. Keeping my little pea brain alive!!!!!!!!! Yeppie
Tell what you think and if anything needs changing please
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The Inexperienced Curry Taster
Notes from an inexperienced Curry Taster named Frank Who was visiting Durban, South Africa, from the US.
'Recently I was honoured to be selected as a judge at a curry cook-off. The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge's table asking directions to the beer wagon when
the call came. I was assured by the other two judges (couple of local Indians) that the curry wouldn't be all that spicy, and besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted.'
Here are the scorecards from the event:
Curry #1: Manoj's Maniac Mobster Monster Curry.
JUDGE ONE: A little too heavy on tomato. Amusing kick.
JUDGE TWO: Nice, smooth tomato flavour. Very mild.
FRANK: Holy s*** what the hell is this stuff? You could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put the flames out. I hope that's the worst one. These Indian fellows are crazy.
Curry #2: Applesamy's Afterburner Curry
JUDGE ONE: Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight Jalapeno tang.
JUDGE TWO: Exciting BBQ flavour, needs more peppers to be taken seriously.
FRANK: Keep this out of reach of children. I'm not sure what I am supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich manoeuvre. They had to rush in more beer when they saw the look on my face.
Curry #3: Farouk's Famous Burn Down the Barn Curry
JUDGE ONE: Excellent firehouse curry! Great kick. Needs more beans.
JUDGE TWO: A beanless curry, a bit salty, good use of red peppers.
FRANK: Call Colesburg, I've located a uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been snorting Domestos. Everyone knows the routine by now; get me more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back, now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting s***-faced from all the beer.
Curry #4: BARBU'S Black Magic
JUDGE ONE: Black bean curry with almost no spice. Disappointing.
JUDGE TWO: Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish or other mild foods, not much of a curry.
FRANK: I felt something scraping across my tongue but was unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out tastebuds? Savathree the barmaid was standing behind me with fresh refills. That 300 pound bitch is starting to look hot, just like this nuclear waste I'm eating. Is curry an aphrodisiac?
Curry #5: Laveshnee's Legal Lip Remover
JUDGE ONE: Meaty, strong curry. Cayenne peppers freshly ground, adding considerable kick. Very impressive.
JUDGE TWO: Curry using shredded beef, could use more tomato. Must admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.
FRANK: My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted and the four people behind me needed hospital treatment. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her curry had given me brain damage. Savathree saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer directly on it from a pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips off? It really p***** me off that the other judges asked me to stop screaming.
Curry #6: Vera's Very Vegetarian Variety
JUDGE ONE: Thin, yet bold vegetarian variety curry. Good balance of spice and peppers.
JUDGE TWO: The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions and garlic. Superb.
FRANK: My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous, sulphuric flames. I s*** myself when I farted, and I'm worried it will eat through the chair. No-one seems inclined to stand behind me except that slut Savathree: she must be kinder than I thought. Can't feel my lips anymore.
I need to wipe my ass with a snow cone!
Curry #7: Sugash's Screaming Sensation Curry
JUDGE ONE: A mediocre curry with too much reliance on canned peppers.
JUDGE TWO: Ho Hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of curry peppers at the last moment. I should note that I am worried about Judge Number 3. He appears to be in a bit of distress as he is cursing uncontrollably.
FRANK: You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I wouldn't feel a damn thing. I've lost the sight in one eye, and the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with curry, which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava-like s**** to
match my damned shirt. At least during the autopsy they'll know what killed me. I've decided to stop breathing, it's too painful. Screw it, I'm not getting oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the 4-inch hole in my stomach.
Curry #8: Hansraj's Mount Saint Curry
JUDGE ONE: A perfect ending, this is a nice bland curry, safe for all, not too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
JUDGE TWO: This final entry is a good, balanced curry, neither mild nor too hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge Number 3 passed out, fell over and pulled the curry pot down on top of himself. Not sure if he's
going to make it. Poor Yank, wonder how he'd have reacted to a really hot curry.
FRANK: ______________(editor's note: Judge #3 was unable to report).
Hi all
Recently, I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D. - Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder
This is how it manifests:
I decide to wash my car.
As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is mail on the hall table.
I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.
I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the trashcan under the table, and notice that the trashcan is full.
So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the trash first. But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the trash anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.
I take my checkbook off the table, and see that there is only one check left.
My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go to my desk where I find the can of Coke that I had been drinking.
I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over.
I see that the Coke is getting warm, and I decide I should put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.
As I head toward the kitchen with the coke a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need to be watered.
I set the Coke down on the counter, and I discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.
I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.
I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote.
Someone left it on the kitchen table.
I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I will be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers.
I splash some water on the flowers, but most of it spills on the floor. So, I set the remote back down on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.
Then I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.
At the end of the day: the car isn't washed, the bills aren't paid, there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter, the flowers aren't watered, there is still only one check in my checkbook, I can't find the remote, I can't find my glasses, and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.
Then when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I'm really tired.
I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail.
Do me a favor, will you? Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember to whom it has been sent.
Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!
GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL
LAUGHING AT YOURSELF IS THERAPEUTIC. !!
Another eventful weekend at the Pookie household. hehehehhe
It has been good. I caught up on sleep and with my gardening. Well the front anyhoos. Not looking foward to doing that back yard. grrrrr
Just been doing stuff around the house. Unblocking drains, fixing up my lawn mower, changing more light bulbs (did not fall off ladder this time yeppie), 6 loads of washing, general house work, gardening, knitting, pc fixing, mow the front lawn, shopping and a bit of playing with Angel.
Got bored last night and made my burbon ice blocks again. hehehehe. Went well with the frozen coke. My fridge freezes stuff up really well. Defrosted that too on the weekend. Hmmm some more burbon would go down a treat tonight I think :)
Well nothing major to say so off to watch the V8's and watch Holden win again. Then the F1 with Michael S more than likely winning tonight.
Bonus is that Carlton has finally broken the evil spell by winning 2 in a row since 2001. yeppie for that.
And yet again the chooks lost again. lol
Lets see if the power can loose it thunder again and be the port pounces that they are.
Good thing I go for neither SA team. Can bag the shit out of them. Still waiting for someone to give me a real vaild reason to swap teams. No-one can put one foward I see :)
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Finally have caught up on all my sleepies. Going to attempt to mow the lawns today once we go walkies down the the petrol station and get some for the tempremtal little machine. Hmmm going to have to get my little lawn mower fixed so it is not so tempremental. Another thing on the fix it list. Just goes with everything else in this house.
Angel is doing a lot better.He is running around the house and having a good time. Hurracane Angel is on the job yet again. That is payment for taking care of him this morning. He watched cartoons in my bed for a while this morning, then had him all set up on the couch watching Spiderman cartoons. Spoilt rotten.
In my boredem last night and chatting away to people came across these sites that were funny.
Yet another wedding dress on ebay.
Free Playstation for the kids if they accept Jeasus.
Well off to go walkies and do some stuff.
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I have started a new blog just for us Garfield fans. So you will not find the comic strips on this page you will only find them on my other page.
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A blonde walks into the police department looking for a job. The officer asks her some questions:
Officer: What's 2 + 2?
Blonde: Ummm... 4!
Officer: What's the square root of 100?
Blonde: Ummm... 10!
Officer: Good! Now, who killed Abraham Lincoln?
Blonde: Ummm... I dunno.
Officer: Well, you can go home and think about it. Come back tomorrow.
The blonde goes home and calls up one of her friends, who asks her if she got the job.
The blonde replies excitedly, "Not only did I get the job, I'm already
working on a murder case!"
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Thanks to everyone for your kind words. Angel is home and doing a lot better. He ended up getting one of two nasty strains of the flue that is going around that upset his asthma.
We were lucky to get a bed on Monday night. Childrens ward was full not long after we got in there. We finally got a bed at 11pm.
I was glad he did not have a relapse like some of the other kids in the ward. Two in our room, there is four in a room, had relapses and had to stay an extra night.
I was glad we were one of the good cases there. One little girl less than a year old stopped breathing with this flue thing. Another come in for this flue thing and ended up have a bleed in the brain. She is 3.
I am just glad that we are home.
Time for some catch up sleepies and well tell you more later.
Thanks again for your kind words and support
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Another day at home. Angel and I did not wake in tip top form this morning. Considering my 7.45am phone call got me out of bed says it all really. Angel slept in till 9am.
Had a quick walk up the shop and the amount of people that state the obviouse is crazy. Kid in pram, rugged up, coughing and runny nose hmmm I wonder what that would suggest. A cold maybe. Like der.
Ah well got to see my flirt up the shop. He makes me laugh. If he thinks I am in my low 20's I am happy with that. His mother taught him well. Flattery gets guys a long way.
Hmm fun task for the day. Think of ebay id for a friend. See what our wacky minds can come up with. There goes my phone bill through the roof ringing std. hehehehehe What is new around here. Bills bills bills. grrrrr
Time to spoil my little man. Pillow, blanket and cuddles on the couch with his fav movies should help him feel better. And he loves it when I rub his head. Always puts him to sleep. Spoilt rotten around here. Good thing no other man around here. hehehehehehe
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DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN...?
All the girls had ugly gym uniforms?
It took five minutes for the TV to warm up?
Nearly everyone's Mum was at home when the kids got home from school?
Nobody owned a pure bred dog?
When a shilling was decent pocket money?
And you'd reach into a muddy puddle for a penny?
Your Mum wore stockings that came in two pieces?
All your male teachers wore ties and female teachers wore high heels?
You got your windscreen cleaned, oil checked, and the petrol tank filled without asking,
all for free, every time?
Cereals had free toys hidden inside the box?
It was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner
at a real restaurant with your parents?
They threatened to keep kids back a year if they failed. . ..
and they did?
When a 57 Holden was everyone's dream car and no one ever asked where the car keys were beca use they were always in the car, in the ignition, and the doors were never locked?
Lying on your back in the grass with your friends
and saying things like, "That cloud looks like a .."
and playing footy with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game?
Stuff from the shop came without safety caps and hermetic seals,
because no one had yet tried to poison a stranger?
And with all our progress, don't you wish
you could slip back in time and savour the slower pace,
and share it with kids of today?
When being sent to the principal's office was nothing
compared to the fate that awaited the student at home?
Send this on to someone who can still remember
Laurel and Hardy, The Famous Five
Secret Seven, Biggles, Phantom,
the Lone Ranger, Texas Rangers,
Rifleman, Rin Tin Tin, Roy and Dale and Trigger.
As well as summers filled with bike rides, cricket games,
Hula Hoops, monkey bars, jiggling, visits to the beach and "conversation" lollies.
This began with a double dare to pass it on.
To remember what a double dare is, read on.
And remember that the perfect age is somewhere between
old enough to know better and too young to care.
How many of these do you remember?
Lolly cigarettes, sherbert bombs, cheddarettes, crystal sets,
licorice blocks and straps, pogo sticks, marbles ( allys ),
home delivered milk in glass bottles with aluminium tops,
ink wells, newsreels and cartoons before the movie,
sandshoes, telephone numbers with letter prefixes, Channel 0.
45 RPM records
Hi-Fi's
Metal ice cubes trays with levers
Cork pop guns
Drive ins
Valiants
Washtub wringers
Reel-To-Reel tape recorders
houses made of cards
Mechano Sets
That awful pink slab of bubble gum
peppermint coated chocolate ripple biscuits
Penny lollies
35 cents a gallon for petrol
Do you remember a time when...
Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-moe"?
a "race issue" was arguing about who ran the fastest?
and it wasn't odd to have two or three "Best Friends"?
The worst thing to catch from the opposite sex was "boy or girl bugs"?
Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a rubber band across 2 fingers,
and water balloons were the ultimate weapon?
Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute commercials for action figures?
Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles?
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team?
Playing cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle?
Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin?
If you can remember most or all of these, then you have lived!!!!!!!
Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from
their "grown-up" life . . . I double-dare-ya!
YOU'VE BEEN TAGGED BY THE *Yummy* GOOD LUCK ANGEL!!
HE'S GOOD LUCK BECAUSE HE PROBABLY MADE YA SMILE.
I KNOW I SMILED. LOOKS GOOD, DOESN'T HE?
WHEN YOU'RE FINISHED TRYING TO SEE UP HIS LOINCLOTH...WHY NOT SEND THIS ON TO SOME OF YOUR GIRLFRIENDS TO MAKE THEM SMILE, TOO?
JUST DON'T SEND IT BACK TO ME. I JUST GOT ALL THE DROOL OUT OF MY KEYBOARD...
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Since I was slack last night you get 2 tongiht
I love delayed telecasts and the net. Was able to rub it in to one Crows fan before they knew the result of the game.
He decided not to come foward with the bets and so gloves are off. He owes me a box of my fav chocys and a bottle of burbon. Gawd pay back is a bitch. hehehehehehe
That is the highlight of my day. Seeing my team beat the crows. All these crows supports trying to convince me to move teams and give me no valid reasons too. hehehehehehe Not after today. That was sloppy stuff by the Crows at the end.
WE ARE THE NAVY BLUES..................
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