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Hey! Ho! Let's GO!

My daughter has no chance for normalcy.  She's Mini Me.  She woke up and started crying like the world was over.  I asked what was wrong and she said her "hair felt ugly."  I brushed it, she tilted her head up, shook it back and forth over her shoulder blades, and immediately felt better.  Leos.  We love our hair...

I got a good night's sleep for the first time in weeks, so feeling GOOOOD.  Got this meme from karabair  who in turn got it from cityphonelines  and that is where my genealogy ends. Riddle me this:

I want anyone and everyone who reads this to comment about something they would like to do with me someday.

Then post this in your journal to find out what people want to do with you.


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Sep. 16th, 2004 09:40 am (UTC)
"There will be booze"
Oh yes. Drinkage will happen. My husband informed me last night that our "drinks fridge" (we have a fridge in the garage that is for soda overflow and beer) will be turned into a brewing fridge. He has this wild idea that he is going to make a micro brewery in our house.

I will stay up all night and talk with you. And like Carrie, I may need to braid your hair. Just random braids. Not like fancy French briads, or anything. And laugh. And talk. And laugh a bunch more. There may be light arm slapping, and "shut UP!!" followed by laughing. Remind me to wear my "special helmet."
Sep. 16th, 2004 10:10 am (UTC)
Hey! Ho! I'm DEAD!
I read "with" as "to." AR HAR HAR HAR

Honestly, I'd like to hang out with you, esp. since you live in my neck o'the proverbial woods. If xpo hadn't closed last night, I'd've said let's get some drinks there, talk about SPIKE and GARDENING and whatever else, but your profile page leads me to believe you like your rl/online life to occupy decidedly different spheres.
Sep. 16th, 2004 10:35 am (UTC)
Re: Hey! Ho! I'm DEAD!
Thank you for following the news of ze Ramones.

And as to the buffer between RL and VL, that is only true for the sweet little old ladies in my gardening club. i made an online journal for them (they are bragging to their grandkids about being "on-line") and don't want them wandering over to the land of slash and smut and swearing and having a coronary.

We should hook up for drinks fo sho! (On the flo on the flo)
Sep. 16th, 2004 10:52 am (UTC)
i would like to just sit and talk to you, most likely with a drink in hand ;). it's so hard to say everything you want to and have a real conversation online.
Sep. 16th, 2004 10:54 am (UTC)
I just finished a conversation using the word weiner, and like an angel you and Rupert appear....

I'm down! Get out of TN and come to the other T state!
Sep. 16th, 2004 11:43 am (UTC)
T-south, yo yo!

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T-south, yo yo!

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Sep. 16th, 2004 11:56 am (UTC)
get drunk and heckle a stake conference.
Sep. 16th, 2004 11:59 am (UTC)
something only you will understand...
My sister met her husband on his mission here in Dallas. They got caught "doing it" by the Mission President. He was still on his mission, you see... He and 7 other guys got sent home in disgrace because of going to titty bars and having girlfriends while on their missions. "Hold to my rod... my iron rod."
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Are You Actually

Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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