I found the one patch of ice on my way to my bus stop and fell hard.
I fell on a patch of ice on our parking pad on Monday and my hip is still sore from it. Stupid ice. I didn't spill my coffee though!
That's my girl... That's my good girl.
Kaylee ,'Serenity'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
lisah - Feb 17, 2010 5:22:51 am PST #8806 of 30001
Punishingly Intricate
sumi - Feb 17, 2010 5:31:08 am PST #8807 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!
Now, that takes skill!
Luckily, I wasn't carrying coffee.
aurelia - Feb 17, 2010 5:34:30 am PST #8808 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
The last time I wiped out on ice I dented a car door with my face and still didn't spill my coffee.
Daisy Jane - Feb 17, 2010 5:36:46 am PST #8809 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
So sorry, Jessica. Much love to you.
tommyrot - Feb 17, 2010 5:37:22 am PST #8810 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
The last time I wiped out on ice I dented a car door with my face and still didn't spill my coffee.
Wow.
I think three of the last four or five times I've wiped out on snow or ice I broke something. Although one of those times it was only my MacBook screen.
Kathy A - Feb 17, 2010 5:40:35 am PST #8811 of 30001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I remember the Christmas day when I was carrying the open box with the clean Crock Pot in it from my aunt's house down her stairs, and I managed to step on a patch of ice at the bottom of the steps. My feet went straight out from under me and I landed right on my butt with a thud, but the crock pot didn't even rattle its lid!
brenda m - Feb 17, 2010 5:45:48 am PST #8812 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
The last time I seriously wiped out I was running with the dog right in front of the big picture windows of a restaurant I used to work at, and the dog had a blinking red christmas light around her neck just to make extra certain everyone saw.
Amy - Feb 17, 2010 5:47:30 am PST #8813 of 30001
Because books.
and the dog had a blinking red christmas light around her neck just to make extra certain everyone saw
Aw. Like a little built-in SOS!
tommyrot - Feb 17, 2010 5:48:30 am PST #8814 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I've discovered a fatal flaw in the internets.
I found a link to the "World`s most amazing deserts". But when I go there, all I see is "Error establishing a database connection."
IOW, the internets are promising us yummy deserts, but not delivering.
eta: There's an error here somewhere in this post. Can you find it?
Daisy Jane - Feb 17, 2010 5:49:44 am PST #8815 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I have a question for people who actually do grownup things like make menus and shop and cook and whatnot.
How do you put together a menu for the week? How do you keep from buying stuff at the store that goes unused, and how do you know what you'll want to eat a week in advance? Also, do you like leftovers? For the most part I hate them, and would either like to avoid or know the difference between what will make crappy leftovers and what will make good leftovers.
Ok, so a bunch of questions, but we're giving up eating out for Lent.
Also, I don't know if I mentioned this but, I think we're going to buy a house. Eeep!