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Debbie, sardonic princess of cheerfulness
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Nov 22, 2008 12:59PM
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11-year-olds to 12-year-olds. They have fun, too. Sing silly songs. Play basketball and all manner of games in the "down time" when we're responsible for them (Nature's Classroom teachers handle them during "class" time and I go running).
Cool!!! We're on duty 24/7.....medicate, feed, soothe nightmares and chivvy/play/educate all day. Good bonding time!
Edit: ....and I am off in 10 hours so am off to get some quality sleep time...last for a few days. Will be around again in 4 days or so......
Edit: ....and I am off in 10 hours so am off to get some quality sleep time...last for a few days. Will be around again in 4 days or so......
"Cur" is good.Shakespeare's invective is priceless:
Prince Hal to Falstaff:
That trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey Iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years?
Fallstaff to the Prince:
You starvelling, you eel-skin, you dried neat's-tongue, you bull's-pizzle, you stock-fish--O for breath to utter what is like thee!-you tailor's-yard, you sheath, you bow-case, you vile standing tuck!
F*****g this and f*****g that doesn't cut it. We are a fallen civilization!
I've been wondering if he got blanked out by the ice storm in New England some days ago. I hear tell there are still people without electricity.
Meri Kirihimete to all of my friends - hope you have a warm and happy time with family and friends.....and go easy on the eggnog if you are driving!
love Debs XO
love Debs XO
Yep!!! It is 11pm Christmas Eve here right now....and I have just waved off the last of the guests and put the little bit of leftover nog in the fridge. Mince pie and a nog for Santa are on the mantel and I am off to the 'sugarplum dreams' shortly!
and i am having a little store bought nog in your honor this evening deb and also glad to hear ne has abandoned us for his musemy friends back east are posting pics of trees encased in ice, and barns half swallowed in snow and one sent a pic of her just opened door
with the snow packed against it kneedeep
so very merry christmas everyone
and a happy new year
nog to your continued good health and happiness and blessings ever increasing
More store bought nog here. Cheers to all and to all a guten nacht :) I must go to bed so Santa does not skip our abode-- my son would never forgive me! I brought some fudge and cookies for everyone-- enjoy!
did santa make it to your house sarah?seems he stopped here twice
once to deposit gifts and stocking stuffers
long after grandmother had gone to bed
and then again after 6 when the grandson got up and noticed the cookies hadn't been touched
but before 7:30 when grandma got up to make coffee and grandson woke up for the second time after falling back to sleep at 6:00!
my my that santa is tricky
knowing just when little boys are sleeping
Santas have a way. Consider the trick of coming down chimneys that spent all of Christmas Eve lit....
Oprah does have a knack for pulling off some interesting escapades. Hmmm ... one to ponder.
AE, Santa did make a stop & he ate all the fudge I left for HIM! He even left a few goodies for my son and nephew, but I know he did not depart throught the chimney flue :)
AE, Santa did make a stop & he ate all the fudge I left for HIM! He even left a few goodies for my son and nephew, but I know he did not depart throught the chimney flue :)
Happy New Year to all my Goodreads friends! (It's actually 11pm on 31 Dec but I am knackered and I am going to bed!) I know it is several hours away yet for most of you but *blows kiss* - have a lovely time. Oooh! And DON'T make resolutions!!!
Happy New Year, Debs! It's only 7 a.m. on New Year's Eve Day here, but I hope to be "knackered" tonight, too (um, is it fun?). Personally, I'd like to go to bed by 10, but I'm not sure if I'll get the Good Wyfe's permission.
Happy New Year Debs! Cheers to a great 2009 :)
Thanks all......and NE and David, 'knackered' means worn out; very tired; fatigued; weary. So yes to your query David!!
I'm knackered right now (9 p.m.). And -- good news -- as we're snowed in and all alone and already done with the lovely, candlelit dinner of chicken piccata and Yorkshire pudding, I get to go to bed by 10! Huzzah! HuZzzzzzzzzzzz...
Knackered at 9?? That sound like a news teaser :)
Yaaaayyyyy! To those who know her...Prabha has been in touch! She wrote to me from the UK....London (freezing apparently) and said to tell you(NE) that she watched the 'whole Obama thing live on TV over there'. She is going to contact me again when she is back at home.....I wonder what she has been doing in the UK....must ask her.....
The house my grandad was born in buned down last week....and now we are on 'death watch'. At 95 he is finally succumbing to the cancer he has been battling for almost 18 months. I am trying not to be superstitious about his end and that of the house he entered the world in......
I am almost finished The Book Thief. I am afraid to read any more though. Very rarely have I ever NOT wanted to finish a book because I know it will make me grieve. Usually I don't want to finish because I am enjoying it so much......
I am almost finished The Book Thief. I am afraid to read any more though. Very rarely have I ever NOT wanted to finish a book because I know it will make me grieve. Usually I don't want to finish because I am enjoying it so much......
Sorry, Deb. 95 years is a great life, however, even if he sadly suffered the last year and a half. We'll be thinking of you.
I'm sorry, Debbie. It's hard to lose those whom we love, even if we know it's time.
Somehow, I find it poetically beautiful that the house he was born in burned down just before his death. What a poignant metaphor.
Somehow, I find it poetically beautiful that the house he was born in burned down just before his death. What a poignant metaphor.
May you always remember him when he was strong and healthy.May you always retain the happiest moments you lived together.This, I have found is the only thing that carries you into the future after losing a loved one
I am so sorry for your family's loss Debbie. My thoughts are with you.
Look at what my daughter dropped into my life yesterday (excuse any typos...he is on my lap patting the keyboard as I type!).
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