August 22, 2010
Facebook Gems July 2010
Ms. Feisty July.... yez - that's my nickname, too. (Monthly chicken post - FYI)
Organization - out the window. Crunch time chaos - grab it, box it, stack it, move on
Today's observation: Country Life sheep always look surprisedly perplexed. Cows look blissfully ignorant. Chickens go about their business and concentrate on the work at hand
Hard to believe - I'm courting chaos - and enjoying it!
July 7 follow up:
Wow, everyone for the misleading poetic oops. It's a what, not a him. Chaos is when you find yourself changing everything when really only one small step is what you were after, it's also those evil thwarted dunces in Get Smart. Hmmm.
36 hours! Oh, my. (moving countdown)
Glenda Gafner is the Goddess of Going Full Speed Ahead Despite Being Assaulted By Gargantuos Grouchiness. :-) (moving trauma)
Oh, what I wouldn't give for a tall, dark and handsome man to show up at my front door with a plate of freshly baked killer brownies, ice cold milk, and my freshly folded laundry.
Ladies, I would like to pass on some advice my father gave me as a young lady. It is as wise today as it was back then! Dad told me that there was absolutely no reason any young girl should get pregnant because everyone could afford birth control. Then he handed me a dime to keep in my wallet at all times. He said that... if I ever needed fail-proof birth control, I should simply put the dime between my knees and use them hold it in place. :-) A penny or a pebble would work just as well.
Dear Food Researchers and Marketing Geniuses:
If you're gonna put candy pieces in a frozen beverage, you'd best make sure them broke up bits of expected goodness fit through the straw-er you're providin'... otherwisen could make some peoples cranky. Or crankier. Just sayin'.
Went to the apt. took care of a potential soda hazzard (left a paper cup full on the counter), gave Fred a treat & some milk for not touching the paper cup (she loves to knock over liquids), measured the bathroom and entry way for rug sizes, drove the trash and the flattened cardboard boxes over to the garbage/recycling area. Back at work in 1/2 an hour. I'm giddy! BWHAHHAHAHHAH!
Good nature only goes so far... sometimes going gonzo is the only way to really get through....
Good nature left and I found myself not so quietly muttering a phrase I'd only ever heard my Dad use when he was in gangster mode. Not entirely proud of that, but am entirely and highly amused by it. :-)
(I'm gonna yank his balls out through his nose!)
Ok because I'm tired and too lazy to go fetch my glasses, I misread your post as "Pat is attending Church Caput." And I'm thinking...I'm pretty much caput so that's the church for me! (Truly said: Church Campout!)
Posted by jaselin at August 22, 2010 08:04 PM