in a manner that will result in a clean and tidy house.
For some reason, sitting here on the couch, isn't cuttin it.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
I know I've been gone a while...
But what's up with Berries' blogspot address? I can't get there!
I'm working on a blog roll FINALLY for Wit and needed her address, but I wasn't able to find her. Anything else change while I was gone? Haven't seen Frank in a while.
Miss you all tons, and want you to know that as the days get shorter and colder you can expect to be seeing lots more of me 'round here... Can't wait to catch back up!
PS) If any of you have FB pages for your blog, please let me know so that I can hook up with you that way. Seems these days that the posts that I read the most of are the ones I catch on FB.
PPS) Ha, ha! No kitty news here... just wanted to make sure I had your attention ;-)
I'm working on a blog roll FINALLY for Wit and needed her address, but I wasn't able to find her. Anything else change while I was gone? Haven't seen Frank in a while.
Miss you all tons, and want you to know that as the days get shorter and colder you can expect to be seeing lots more of me 'round here... Can't wait to catch back up!
PS) If any of you have FB pages for your blog, please let me know so that I can hook up with you that way. Seems these days that the posts that I read the most of are the ones I catch on FB.
PPS) Ha, ha! No kitty news here... just wanted to make sure I had your attention ;-)
Monday, November 1, 2010
I think I am going mental.
For the last 3 days I have attempted to eat cheeze whiz toast.
Each time I eat my toast I taste soap.
I thought it was the butter. Yes, that's it. Must be soap in the butter.
So today I put no butter on my cheeze whiz toast. I taste soap.
I have examined everything. The cutlery. The dishes. The butter. The cheeze whiz. Nothing.
Okay, I give up. I make myself a new sandwhich to eat for breakfast.
Ham, cheese, mustard, miracle whip.
One third of the way into my sandwhich I taste soap.
I have gone mental.
Each time I eat my toast I taste soap.
I thought it was the butter. Yes, that's it. Must be soap in the butter.
So today I put no butter on my cheeze whiz toast. I taste soap.
I have examined everything. The cutlery. The dishes. The butter. The cheeze whiz. Nothing.
Okay, I give up. I make myself a new sandwhich to eat for breakfast.
Ham, cheese, mustard, miracle whip.
One third of the way into my sandwhich I taste soap.
I have gone mental.
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