Never goes smooth. How come it never goes smooth?

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Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.  

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.


bon bon - Aug 21, 2010 4:19:57 pm PDT #19389 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

I saw the course map and was confused because there were only two obstacles not all together, right? And I didn't see the other ones until I zoomed in on the map.

Yeah, they had three obstacles on the map outside the Rose Bowl, but ended up taking two of those out. I think I'd do a mud run again, but maybe something a little more organized, like Camp Pendleton.


msbelle - Aug 21, 2010 4:20:49 pm PDT #19390 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

we had a successful playdate and then the mom and daughter brought chicken strips over so we all ate dinner together. YAY! This is another single mom. I think we are going to get along. Double YAY!

Also got someone coming to look at the bed tomorrow.

4 more boxes of books unpacked.


sarameg - Aug 21, 2010 4:23:22 pm PDT #19391 of 30001

I'm glad you are getting people, msbelle.


Kat - Aug 21, 2010 4:34:30 pm PDT #19392 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Yay on the unpacking but bigger yay on people around that you can connect with.

Camp Pendleton mud run always seemed fun. Back in the day when I was fitter, that is. Though, apparently yoga helps lower BMI so I should be happy with that.

I am skipping yoga tomorrow to go to the aquarium. I'm just feeling sore and burnt out.


Nora Deirdre - Aug 21, 2010 4:37:14 pm PDT #19393 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I echo your Double YAY! msbelle. That's great.


sarameg - Aug 21, 2010 4:45:13 pm PDT #19394 of 30001

Old dog tried a new trick: wandered into neighbor's yard (this is ok) and then lay down and refused to get up. When I towel-slung him, he tried to go up her steps, wandered about the yards, basically refusing to go inside. Finally, I stood in the door with a treat and damned if he didn't hobbly run to me. He didn't need the towel, he was being lazy. Then he refused to go back out after he ate. I tried the towel trick, just got to walk around the basement a lot until he just pulled up his front legs. OK, I get the message. Better not pee inside overnight.

OK, he's geriatric, but dogs are just so much more work. Yeesh.

(Of course, twice tonight, while gloved and wielding a brush full of paint stripper and awkward position, I had to go take the roll of paper towels from Loki, so maybe I shouldn't make judgements...)


Lee - Aug 21, 2010 4:45:20 pm PDT #19395 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I'm glad you and Mac are both making friends, msbelle.

I kind of slept all afternoon. Oops.


Amy - Aug 21, 2010 4:59:26 pm PDT #19396 of 30001
Because books.

Dogs can be so quirky, too, sara. My parents moved, and their dog, who was already a little neurotic (although adorable) didn't take it well, and started sleeping in a closet. Which is fine, unless you don't know he's in there and shut the door.

This is another single mom. I think we are going to get along. Double YAY!

I love hearing this. I'm hopeful the same thing happens when we move. I'd love some more meatspace friends. Although Sox is already planning to come visit, which is awesome.


Cass - Aug 21, 2010 5:05:43 pm PDT #19397 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

People visiting your new place, yay!

I kind of slept all afternoon. Oops.

Me too.


Beverly - Aug 21, 2010 5:06:33 pm PDT #19398 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

I didn't, but my gronk was mighty.