Hey, dearie....just talked to Poots on fb.....could you send me an email? My email is: firstname.lastname@example.org & I don't care if it's out there or not. I can screen who I want to talk with & who I want to ignore. Poots would love to have your email & if I get it, I'll give it to her & NOBODY else....unless I clear it through you first!
OMG! you're kidding! russell is in the survivor coming up? i didn't know that. there's no way he can change himself up enough unless he begs and grovels. he needs to have an escape plan set up before they get to wherever they're going. people like russell can be disappeared real quick in a jungle!! it's going to be good!!!:) when's it back on??
They've gotten side-tracked by the games on facebook. I go over there a lot but still peek in over here about every 15 minutes to see if I'm missing anything. Those apps on fb are very addictive!! There's a LOT of Cheezpeeps over there now. Funny....I originally got on facebook to swap pics of the g'sons with my daughter.....
It's the Broomstick B!tches in all their glory....wish it was a little bigger....*sigh* I'm loving your Pootlebry series....*gigglesnort* I'm gonna send her over to check 'em out if she hasn't already....
No, I think that I'll content myself with just listening to Dixieland jazz. I'm having too much fun on ICHC to take up any more activities! Besides, I'd probably be devestated by how much I've forgotten. It's sort of like visiting places where you've lived; you're always saddened by the changes.
Oh, I don't know. I suspect that I may have OCD tendencies. When I was in band, I voluntarily practiced for 3-4 hours at a stretch! When I was on swim team, they couldn't get me out of the pool. And now, with ICHC, I'm fighting to tear myself away. If I were to start playing clarinet or sax again, I'd probably be spending all day and night jamming with a jazz band!
Ah ha! Percussionists do it to the beat! I played a variety of woodwinds during my school days, but I didn't pursue music afterwards. I've always regretted my decision, so I'm pleased to hear that you took the other road. Sorry to hear that McG & W were correct in their suspicions; I'll not be using that company of courier cats again!
Yes, your stuck truck rescue plan "sounds sound" ;-). I have some timbers, left here from the mining days, but that which was once a solid road, is now turning into "goop". The Ranger is beached high enough up the bank, so it is in little danger of washing away, but it is sinking deeper into mud. It may be there for a while, and it will need to be dug out.___ I think, that your step-father must have trained you in verbal/mental Kung Fu. It is said, "That which does not kill you, makes you stronger". You really do have a very well disciplined mind. :-)
I believe you could. :-) You are so eloquent in writing. I wish I had more confidence when speaking. If I can even talk, some people may sometimes wonder, unless it is botany, or some equally nerdy subject that I am passionate about. I am getting better in "Mexican"; though, because most of the TV, here, is in "Spanglish". :-D ___ The snow keeps falling, and the power, and phone, keeps "outaging". So I spent much of the day down the mountain, trying to see if I could figure out a way to get a little truck out of a big arroyo. I did fill up all the ruts, so that it will be smoother when the ground gets solid enough to bring in a tow truck. What was once a hard-packed adobe road, is now more like soft jello-pudding. Whoever's weather this is, it is very weird, and I wish that they would come and claim it, and take it back home. ;-)