“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
My bedside lamp died this morning. It isn't the bulb. It's been flickering and such for a while.
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What's up with Tang? I guess I missed that. Hope she feels better.
It's colder here today than it was yesterday. Currently 49 but expected to go down from there. And winds. Oh, the winds.
Can you believe I had a warning come up on my phone about the weather in your area last night?
Anyway, the radar was looking pretty bad last night.
Those winds started in Texas.
Must be a bunch of blow hards in Texas.
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It was bad last night. Held off long enough for me to get home, but right after I pulled in the garage, the downpour came. My parents drove home in it, and mom was scared. Kept texting me her whereabouts, JIC. DH was in it, too. This morning, there is a car in the woods, about 20 feet from the road which floods during heavy rains. Apparently they got swept away trying to drive through it.
I got caught in the down pour on my way home last night. It was terrible visibility. Then lightning struck what seemed like right in front of us but was probably farther away than it appeared. It was scary. My friend & I both screamed.
Bitey's box on the back porch got soaked so I had to put all his bedding in the dryer. But thankfully no tornados.
Morning everyone. I hope all the sick folks feel better.
I got caught in the down pour on my way home last night. It was terrible visibility. Then lightning struck what seemed like right in front of us but was probably farther away than it appeared. It was scary. My friend & I both screamed.
Bitey's box on the back porch got soaked so I had to put all his bedding in the dryer. But thankfully no tornados.
Morning everyone. I hope all the sick folks feel better.
So, you've named your stray Bitey? LOL!
I take it he hasn't gotten much friendlier, Lexxy!
I got caught in the down pour on my way home last night. It was terrible visibility. Then lightning struck what seemed like right in front of us but was probably farther away than it appeared. It was scary. My friend & I both screamed.
Bitey's box on the back porch got soaked so I had to put all his bedding in the dryer. But thankfully no tornados.
Morning everyone. I hope all the sick folks feel better.
So, you've named your stray Bitey? LOL!
I take it he hasn't gotten much friendlier, Lexxy!
He bites! I feed him wearing an oven mitt. When I drug his box inside I made sure he wasn't around because he has claimed it & I'm afraid he will attack me if he thinks I'm stealing it. With that said I truly think he used to have a home. He is definitely appreciative of me feeding him & rubs on me in thanks. He has become used to my schedule & cries at the door if he thinks his dinner is late. I can't say I love him but I feel something for him.
I got caught in the down pour on my way home last night. It was terrible visibility. Then lightning struck what seemed like right in front of us but was probably farther away than it appeared. It was scary. My friend & I both screamed.
Bitey's box on the back porch got soaked so I had to put all his bedding in the dryer. But thankfully no tornados.
Morning everyone. I hope all the sick folks feel better.
So, you've named your stray Bitey? LOL!
I take it he hasn't gotten much friendlier, Lexxy!
He bites! I feed him wearing an oven mitt. When I drug his box inside I made sure he wasn't around because he has claimed it & I'm afraid he will attack me if he thinks I'm stealing it. With that said I truly think he used to have a home. He is definitely appreciative of me feeding him & rubs on me in thanks. He has become used to my schedule & cries at the door if he thinks his dinner is late. I can't say I love him but I feel something for him.
A daily for me?! Thank you! I am feeling better than yesterday, thanks to steroids. I hope everyone else who is sick starts feeling better soon.
I thought you deserved it since you were sick! I hope you, and all the other sick geeks, get better soon! It's no fun being sick.
Lindley, so glad you're enjoying your time with those little boys!
DG, as long as you don't make duck sounds at work I think you'll be okay!
Lexxy, whatever did you do to that cat?
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
A daily for me?! Thank you! I am feeling better than yesterday, thanks to steroids. I hope everyone else who is sick starts feeling better soon.
I thought you deserved it since you were sick! I hope you, and all the other sick geeks, get better soon! It's no fun being sick.
Lindley, so glad you're enjoying your time with those little boys!
DG, as long as you don't make duck sounds at work I think you'll be okay!
Lexxy, whatever did you do to that cat?
LOL, I didn't do anything except feed him, try to pet him & provide him shelter. He is very protective of what he thinks of as his. He fights me every time I take his empty bowl away. I always give him the new full bowl first but he wants to keep the empty too since it's his.
He sounds like a man hoarding his empty beer bottles/cans!
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
Oh, how much you wanna bet that tomorrow is (or was) going to be Flan Friday? Are we making a list of our friends on the daily now? Lol! Too classic!!!!
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Oh, how much you wanna bet that tomorrow is (or was) going to be Flan Friday? Are we making a list of our friends on the daily now? Lol! Too classic!!!!
Really? This is so passive aggressive. How many people have board names that match up with day names? Really? And Tangerine and I are not all buddy buddy. FFS this is absolutely ridiculous.
Although, many years ago I did have the chance to meet Tangerine when I was in her town. Just like I had the chance to meet you too. Her son was adorable.
-- Edited by Nobody Just Nobody on Thursday 25th of February 2016 01:33:19 PM
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
When is my day? Who will do it? Oh, the questions.
I WILL MAKE YOU A DAY! I WILL GLADLY MAKE YOU A DAY!
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
Um, nothing personal FNW but I hate those things. Any form of rat makes my stomach lurch.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
I remember my uncle, he is only 10 years older than me, having hamsters.
He started with just two in a cute cage.
Within a year, there was a wall of interlinked cages and he had so many hamsters he was giving them away to total strangers on the street.
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Does he have one of the little hamster balls that allows him to explore?
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
They are awesome in pictures. Just like other peoples children. But IRL they are not nearly as nice.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou