My Recent Comments

so that I can find this cave.....Absolutely nothing to say to anyone ever any time. Nope. Nothing here. Move along to the next comment.

Honestly I sometimes think maybe Spice and EC are a little over the top, ya know? All these m/f/m things. . .. I mean are they all out there doing that all the time, really?

and then I read this about the McGreevys (the gay NJ govinator) and think....hmmmm. Nice of them to give erotic romance rioter some gunu ideas.

yes, my throat and head do still hurt. Feel free to pity me deeply

OR

take on the symptoms and I promise with all my hert and sole to pity you. I might even send you a get well card if you take these away from me, but don't hold your breath on that one.

every few months every single year. My high school boyz belong to singing class/group in school A Cafella (get it? a capella? fella. Whooo boy, it's a knee slapper) And they always sing that song, just about every concert. Also Silhouettes on the shaaaaaaaade, that song.

Speaking of boyz singing and playing trombone, which you weren't but I was, someday soon I will attend my very last elementary schoool concert ever. I lurve singing in concerts but then they insist on having those other things along....violins that sound like tortured cats. Blatting clarinets. Won't miss them attall. Up next: middle school where the cats settle down a bit and are in less pain.

flapping for spam and her various aching body parts and homesickness.

flapping for clueless rents of ceeeearha's dd's friend. Flapping that they might get a visit from the clue fairy about how to do the rental job. Also for dd for being a good fiend and getting sheeyite for doing it.

flap-flapping for anyone else around who needs it. Got some mighty good muscle tone in the flap area.

Also eye muscles in good shape. Much rolling had occurred but at last the Great Skittles scandal is finally over. Talk about overreaction--yes, this would be the definition of the word. However the clue fairy landed in nearby New Haven at last....looks like the tar and feathering of the kid (who, gasp, bought Skittles!) will not take place after all.

can you go hug a manatee or something? not THE manatee but a bigger substitute? 

Wouldn't want to be entertained or anything.

I'll just sit here in the dark with three sick boyz. Who're no long quite as sick and so are bigger PITAs.

I'm laughing because ....

because... I htought of a funny joke.

I'm currently living in the IHOP (international house of pain) I once again claim the crown of today's Martyred Mother---ALL THREE BOYZ are home: 2 with flu 1 with severe headache and long lasting BFS (booger factory syndrome).

And I feel crappy, but only with a cold. I hope. So must drag my butt out of bed to get them sprite.

today's highlight, I dragged said butt and youngest to the doctor even though they don't give out the antibiotics like candy any more. however, yes, and yay! sinus infection is present! yay! we get the meds!