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Posted on 04/02/2012 12:33:56 PM PDT by trailhkr1
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For anyone else who worries about getting lost, the chart above with all the months showing as links, can be used to find us.
It’s copied from one I maintain on my about page.
So for anyone in need of guidance into endless realms of inane chatter and bantering, my home page is the place to go.
Wait, that didn’t sound right . . .
Nothing to panic about! We are always mindful of stragglers when we make The Move, and do our best to seek them out and
lure calm them with rum-laced hot chocolate and chocolate chip cookies! Lots of TLC!
I’ve seen that in action!
Thank you for my first lol of the day!
Good morning, y’all!
There are liners for crockpots? What are they made of? Where do you get them? Would aluminum foil do the same thing? (Please excuse—lotsa errands yesterday so am just catching up.)
Reynolds makes crockpot liners. Made of the same stuff as the baking bags. They are usually on a top shelf, because not too many folks know about them. If you don’t see them, ask for them.
I have used them for years, but the Walmart I go to either doesn’t carry them, or they fly off the shelves. Just line the crock, put in your stuff and when you’re done cooking, gather the top and tie it and throw it out. Simple!
You have just made my day!
Enjoying your new glasses? (Silly question.) I’m happy for you!
Expecting some precipitation here, but we did a lot of errands yesterday. I love the rain. It gives us an excuse to stay in and read.
It’s funny—when you live in the desert and it rains, everything that can possibly stop stops. When you live in the east and it rains, it’s life as usual unless you’re in construction or some such.
We checked on our 83 yo neighbor yesterday after errands. Finally figured out that his dog give us the “heads up” if he’s not feeling fine. She usually shows up for a late morning snack and an early evening snack. When she won’t leave his side at all, we now know to go over and check. Big thank you up to the Creator for dogs!
Are you a Democrat, a Republican, or a Southerner?
Here is a little test that will help you decide.
The answer can be found by posing the following question:
You’re walking down a
Deserted street with your wife
And two small children.
Suddenly, a Terrorist with a huge knife
Comes around the corner,
Locks eyes with you,
Raises the knife, and charges at you...
You are carrying a
Kimber 1911 cal. 45 ACP, and you are an expert shot.
You have mere seconds before he reaches you and your family.
What do you do?
THINK CAREFULLY AND
THEN SCROLL DOWN:
* Well, that’s not enough information to answer the question!
* What is a Kimber 1911 cal. 45 ACP?
* Does the man look poor or oppressed?
* Is he really a terrorist? Am I guilty of profiling?
* Have I ever done anything to him that would inspire him to attack?
* Could we run away?
* What does my wife think?
* What about the kids?
* Could I possibly swing the gun like a club and knock the knife out of his hand?
* What does the law say about this situation?
* Does the pistol have appropriate safety built into it?
* Why am I carrying a loaded gun anyway, and what kind of message does this send to society and to my children?
* Is it possible he’d be happy with just killing me?
* Does he definitely want to kill me, or would he be content just to wound me?
* If I were to grab his knees and hold on, could my family get away while he was stabbing me?
* Should I call 9-1-1?
* Why is this street so deserted?
* We need to raise taxes, have paint & weed day.
* Can we make this a happier, healthier street that would discourage such behavior.
* I need to debate this with some friends for a few days and try to come to a consensus.
* This is all so confusing!
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BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
BANG ! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Click..... (Sounds of reloading)
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Daughter: ‘Nice grouping, Daddy!’
‘Were those the Winchester Silver Tips or Hollow Points?!
Son: ‘Can I shoot the next one?!’
Wife: ‘You ain’t taking that to the Taxidermist!
LOL!!!!!! That was a good one. Thanks.
It seemed a good response to your attempt to censer the thread at post #150...
Thank you for my second lol of the day! *Priceless*!
That was good! I needed a laugh.
I like the glasses, I guess. The bows have to be adjusted a little though, so I may go to Walmart to have them do it. But not today. I’m not going any farther than the mailbox today!
At least you can see farther than the mailbox!
THAT, my dear, is a HUGH bonus! ;o]
Where my balloon?
Why my ears ringing?
What dis damp rag?
Claws are such an inconvenience.
That looks beautiful.
Us non-liturgical types DO miss out on a few things.
The only time we have actual fire in church is Advent.
No back yard.
Just snow, eh?
I have meese and kittehs, sqirles, and robbens, and no snow at all!
Do you still have snow Bob?
The daffodils have come and gone,
Summer is crowding Spring,
Our snow resides in globes of glass,
And green's on everything.
The green revolution has arrived,
Absent the solar panels,
And the wind that was to spin for us,
Is having to go through channels.
What is this Winter of which you speak?
Is it the dew on the grass?
If this is the fate we're supposed to avoid,
Global Warming can kiss ...
Darn! I was so close to having a complete poem, too.
I couldn’t think of a rhyme to finish it.
Oh, well. Another crumpled piece of paper in the waste-basket.
Spring is teh-sprung here. The grass is growing much faster than the Epic Fail Lawn Service wants to mow. We’ll probably go to the botanical gardens on Monday, unless the weather doesn’t match the forecast, Imperial Weatherman, in which case we’ll clean the laundry room or something.
One of the guys on the NC board lives about 10 miles south of me, and he’s got hummingbirds, but we aren’t seeing any yet.
That’s a very fine censer! The incense set off the fire alarm at St. Luke’s Redneck Evangelical Catholic Party Barn tonight. I covered Kathleen’s ears. Half the Mint Hill Fire Department are parishioners, but we’ll have to improve the ventilation by tomorrow, or Father Gary will get a nasty-gram from the city. Lots of kids waving fans, perhaps, like in “The Ten Commandments.”
We have a baptismal dipper from Santiago, donated by my ministry leader, Dona Edra, the Spanish Battleaxe. Please say a prayer for her late husband, Don Miguel, who is probably trying to get Sionnsar to learn the Galician bagpipe and play at all-night Spanish blowouts in the Hereafter!
This is sad.
Worse, it's been thrown to those loons of the Undead Thread.
Obtain some small ungulates to eat your grass. Fit all of them with plastic unicorn party hats.
When the usual people with their usual intimidations and threats call, just say, "If you people don't stop making these prank calls about imaginary unicorns, I'm going to call the police!"
That should take care of everything.
Sounds like a plan. Lawn service expresses desires? Wow.
I can point you to several years worth of documentary evidence. (See Post 85.)
I have been laughing my -— off ever since I read the several reactions to the censer.....
Yes, I do think Sionnsar could be drafted for some Galician shindig in the great beyond. In fact, it was a piper wielding a Gaeta that got him thinking how much he loved bagpipes. That is where it all started.....
Lawn service rolls over, pulls a blanket tightly over his head, and moans.
Brilliant idea! I was just talking to a couple at church last night, who said they had some new baby
Ohyah...I lieks dat kitteh!
I just got back from Walmart. I tweaked my left knee a little so I need to put ice on it or wrap it or both. I don’t think I’ll be going there again til the 3rd of May.
I didn’t look at carpet sweepers or vacuums because I didn’t have the money to get either one, and prices may change. With the amount of Stig feathers and seed debris that collect in the tight spaces, I really do need a vacuum. Maybe I can borrow busdaddy’s once in a while.
In the meantime, I’m tired! LOLZ!
This is my favorite hangout in the entire universe!
Next time somebody tells me they’ve been referred for years of psychotherapeutic interventions, I’ll refer them here. Instant attitude adjustment. :)
Have a great day, y’all!
I find that nothing is too difficult, as long as I have the Undead Thread!
Bill is 18 today. He finally got up! We all went to the Stations of the Cross at noon, and now DP has taken Pat to buy blank CDs so he can have recordings of Jake Shimabukuro, the ukulele virtuoso.
I keep having to change Kathleen’s diapers on the floor, because the changing table and her bed have catballs. If you tell them to move, they just display a claw and then curl up more tightly. (Sort of the like the Epic Fail Lawn Service, if he had claws.)
You need a nice early afternoon nap, then followed by a mid-early afternoon nap, and a late early afternoon nap. Then you could take an early mid-afternoon nap, a mid-mid-afternoon nap, and a late mid-afternoon nap followed by an early late afternoon nap, a mid-late afternoon nap, and a late mid-afternoon nap followed by an early evening....
Do you need coffee?
Happy Birthday to Bill!
Darn! I was so close to having a complete poem, too.
LOL! That’s OK. I completed it in my mind.
No way? We use them too!
In fact they took down a dead tree today without taking out the hydro lines. I may have to pay them this time.
Wow, that’s beautiful LoM!
Happy Birthday Bill!
Wow, I'm impressed!
He couldn’t get his adult driver’s license that would let him drive after 9:00 p.m., because the DMV was closed. I assume we’ll be seeing him at home before 9:00 tonight.