Office Work, Part Deux: Professional Mayhen

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Ditto.

4 hours of sleep last night.

There's either a pine martin or a fisher cat taking my birds (just figured this out last night, he's made off with enough that I noticed the smaller crowd and found tracks) so I slept with the window open and the shotgun loaded... every time the dog barked last night I got up and went to the coop with the gun and flashlight.

I'm grouchy.

Yelled at everyone by the time the milk hit the cereal.
 
Poor Beaner.

Poor Orchy.

Poor Sparkles.

Chocolate for all!
 
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Yay!

Anyone ever had that "Chocovine" chocolate wine stuff?

It reminds me of a liquer because its stronger than wine... and its kind of snotty in consistency. Gross.
 
I dont think alcohol and liqour should ever meet.

What about the Lindt Chocolate "with a touch of sea salt"?

It is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo goood. Unfortunately, it makes you fat AND retain water.
 
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Yay!

Anyone ever had that "Chocovine" chocolate wine stuff?

It reminds me of a liquer because its stronger than wine... and its kind of snotty in consistency. Gross.

I love Chocovine.
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Chocolate and wine in one bottle, what could be better?

Have any of you ever used a wireless pet containment system for a very active dog? We have to do something about our dog. The older he gets, the worse he is about roaming. He's a nice dog and he always comes home, but he can't be out and about, plain and simple. Someone will shoot him or he'll get hit by a car. It's either that or chain link fence part of the yard, and that will just be ugly, but I'll do it if I have to.
 
OK as for Chocolate with salt, I just had a sample box from the Chocolate Tasting Club and the caramels with sea salt were to die for.

I know most of the girls at wine club liked the Chocovine, and its a good seller there, but it really, really doesnt do anything for me, even after several samples.
 
THings I love about my DH:

-He asks if he can go play poker, rather than just informing me he is going out.
-When I say, "Yes you can go play poker, but only if you win." He goes and asks the kids to give him some of their super-lucky magic.
-He wins with startling regularity.
-When he comes home, he immidiately hands me a pile of money.
-The next morning, he tells me what a cool wife I am. I guess all the other men spend the game complaining about the grief they had to go through to get permission to come to the game.
 
I don't know. I might prefer my chocolate and wine separate also.

This testing thing is stressing me out. STRESS.

The broody wound on my hand is gnarly.....big ol red welt. Stupid chicken.


Orchy, I have never tried electronic pet containment.....would not work on my evil dogs.
 
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