rhanarose

Sucks about the dental work, but they're fixed now, right? I hope you're feeling better today!

Ouch! Sorry bout your teeth!!! Hope by now you're better.

Rescue you? In this fucking cold weather???? (psst, do you have chocolate?)

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I'm alive and I have internet! I have plenty to give and it's kind of big, but I've got to wait a little longer.

I love it when I have a quiet empty house. I may have a few more minutes of it today, it's great.

Who's complaining? Besides, when you overburden your life with stuff that doesn't matter just so your don't feel bored, you miss out on spending time doing the stuff that matters the most.

Im sorry I haven't written in about 10 years!!! Life just gets away from me before I know it!!!

How did you make out at the dentist?? I work for one, so I am anxious to hear the diagnosis!!

Well you can fix the teeth, and the rest is still in such wonderful condition, and yes, I can still see just fine.

I'll go to lunch with you....

The weather is sucking ass.....snow....ugh

New Orleans for the weekend, expecting 75 degF

Pictures of toeheadedness?

Blonds have more fun or so I've heard

I only have 3 daughters 18, 16 and 10.

Hmm, from the the changes aren't good? Sorry to hear that....

OK, no complaints

Ah, but there I disagree. Microwaving stale bread makes it soft & warm again, albeit temporarily.

Sadly, the Porsche rolling reminds me of a tragedy I just missed. Back in NJ I was a teenager underage at The Coliseum, which was a sprots bar/ice rink in Voorhees NJ (where I grew up). I'd gone to scoop some of the manmade snow from the pile out back into a trashbag lined plastic milk crate from outside a Cumberland Farms we were using for beer and we ended up getting inside.

Pelly Lindbergh, then-goalie for the Philadelphia Fliers, was there with some prominent members of, well, an Italian organization, along with 2 Playboyesque blonde women seated on either side of him hanging all over him. We were underaged and keeping a low profile, especially in light of him and his companions.

He appeared to lean forward and snort something on the table from time to time, and when he left, he was obviously kaboodled. The 'businessmen' attempted to discouragehim from driving bu t he was young and bullheaded. They, thankfully, convinced his dates not to ride with him.

He didn't make it a mile. He was doing an estimated 90 MPH around a curve known as (and, yeah, I bet every area has one) "Dead Man's Curve." He didn't make it.

Apparently, he could stop a hockey puck, but not a Porsche.

We, fortunately, left right about then but went the other way, despite home being that direction. We knew more cops hung out in that direction so we took the long way home and avoided both seeing it directly and getting in trouble for being underage at the bar in possession of beer in a motor vehicle.

Anyway, hope you (and Xena) have fun!

I know this is why you're on here.

You should post this in your horse group:

hmmmmm

I'm hoping they find an alternative method before I have to get one. Otherwise, I'll just hope my imagination can prepare me for something much worse than what it actually ends up being.

You beat me! But darling, don't drink that gallon stuff anymore. I tried that option on my second colonascopy 5 years ago and will NOT do that again! Talk about shit tasting!!!!! This time I went back on the tablets (28 total) meds and there was no cramping like the liquid! Much, much better - not that having to clean out your bowels is any better. My report went fine this time - not polyps!!

Men is corsets???? WTF? I'm sure they will look pretty, just like you will.

If I was in MI, I would be there, you know it!!!