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You know it's going to be a bad day when...
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Cynthia
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Feb 16, 2012 12:35PM
Compromised! HA!
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A nice sweater, my dressed down tuxedo pants, one of my two favorite necklaces...and cruddy dog ancient sneakers with the stuffing falling out of 'em.
That doesn't necessarily compromise the ensemble, Sarah. Just think of it as a fashion statement. That's what I used to tell myself whenever I spent the day walking around with paint on my face without realizing it...
Paint makes every outfit better.
I guess I just need the runway attitude to pull it off.
Paint on the face is kind of like Manly Makeup, Jonathan. If anyone can pull it off, you can.
Manly makeup for an Apache warrior, perhaps, but just a dorky mishap for me, I think, Cynthia--but I appreciate the thought.
Catherine wrote: "At 1am your daughter wakes you up by throwing up on you, then throws up four more times during the night. I am currently sterilizing bed sheets."Oh, that's awful Catherine. I hope she's O.K. I remember those nights when my girl was younger.
Catherine wrote: "She's fine because grandma is here. Grandparents have this thing about them that make children super-charged and excited. ;)She'll save the hurls for me after grandma leaves."
Goes without saying.
Barb wrote: "I was so happy when my daughter learned to barf in the toilet."Oh yeah. That, and wiping their own butt !
you wake up with "aura" and have to reach for the sumatriptan . sigh.
Barb wrote: "I was so happy when my daughter learned to barf in the toilet."Oh, Barb. That just cracked me up.
You wake with arthritic pain in the middle of your spine. A bone "clicks" when you stand up.
You just know the garage is going to flood while you're at work.
there is 6" of snow to be shovelled and it's still snowing.
... you wake up nauseous and with a headache (and it's not a hangover).
Sorry to hear you're not feeling well, J. Veel sterkte en beterschap.
Michele wrote: "there is 6" of snow to be shovelled and it's still snowing.":( The snow deprived (like me) would consider that an awesome day... esp. because we Southerners shut everything down for a snow day - i.e. no work.
*gently hugs janine**offers ginger tea*
Charly wrote: "Heidi, wouldn't that much snow be more like a snow week?"Not around these parts... Temps recover back into the 50s/60s usually within a day or two. I wouldn't mind a 2 day snow break, though.
Charly wrote: "Had a friend who once lived in South Carolina and their snow removal program was to wait for the sun to come out."That's pretty much the way it is here. We get lots of slush. Otherwise, people are stuck at home w/ 2 in of snow on the ground. :)
Heidi wrote: "Charly wrote: "Had a friend who once lived in South Carolina and their snow removal program was to wait for the sun to come out."That's pretty much the way it is here. We get lots of slush. Oth..."
I was really hoping for a snow day today, but all we got were pathetic little flurries and no accumulation.
I remember moving to Chesapeake,VA from NH and they got a freak snowstorm: 9"...no one knew how to drive in the snow. no one went anywhere. just waited for the snow to melt. I had to dig out the snowshit I had packed away for my son, then age 2...remembering why I hated snow.
When you spend a few minutes of your commute waiting for an entire flock of wild turkeys to cross the road and the guy behind you is honking as if that's going to change anything.
Jammies wrote: "When you spend a few minutes of your commute waiting for an entire flock of wild turkeys to cross the road and the guy behind you is honking as if that's going to change anything."I hear you, jammies. I hate the honkers, and they have been out it full force here in NoVA for the last few weeks. It's like they can't fathom that there may be something else ahead of them in the road other than your car.
Jammies wrote: "When you spend a few minutes of your commute waiting for an entire flock of wild turkeys to cross the road and the guy behind you is honking as if that's going to change anything."Oh, yeeeaaahhhh, that's do it!
Before you've even left the house someone has started an argument with you.
When you step off the curb and you get a new, sharp pain in your back.
Ronnie Montrose goes belly up.
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Is that the poop dogs leave on top of snowdrifts that owners never pick up, thinking it will just get covered up by new snow? And then the cold weather preserves it all winter and it emerges in spring fresh as a stinky pile of shit?
I was sitting in our parked car as a woman walked by with her pooch on a leash. The dog pooped in the centre of the footpath. Having no doggy bag, the woman used a stick to organise a mound of leaves and soil to cover the shog dit. A nice little booby trap for an unsuspecting jogger!
When it's freaking daylight savings time.When you push the button on the coffeemaker and ten minutes later all you have is hot water because you forgot to put in the coffee.
So after a 3 hour+ epic search for my keys - car, house, work, mailbox (which I never found) this morning, I resigned to the fact that they are officially missing, and I will never find them. I lifted my couches, thinking they might've fallen under the springs, I checked in the dumpster I pass when I take Robby for a walk, I looked in the junkmail garbage can at the mailboxes. I haven't lost my keys in years, and even then, I usually would find them within a half hour. Even more upsetting... how much it's going to cost me to replace the entire set... $300+. That, alone, is incentive to buy one of those geeky electronic key finders. I would say it's been a very bad morning. :(
Oh dear, Heidi. Are they in the laundry pile? Wash machine? I found mine once in the yard where I had dropped them carrying groceries in. Hope they turn up. Real soon.
:( Oh, Heidi, I'm so sorry. That is indeed a horrible, terrible, no-good, very bad morning! *kicks the universe for Heiderson*
Heidi wrote: "So after a 3 hour+ epic search for my keys - car, house, work, mailbox (which I never found) this morning, I resigned to the fact that they are officially missing, and I will never find them. I lif..."
Didn't I tell you to lay off the sauce?
Didn't I tell you to lay off the sauce?
You are a fine one to talk, Mr. Clark. Pot calling the kettle black, as it were.
Cynthia wrote: "You are a fine one to talk, Mr. Clark. Pot calling the kettle black, as it were."
Yes, Mom...
Yes, Mom...
Cynthia wrote: "Oh dear, Heidi. Are they in the laundry pile? Wash machine? I found mine once in the yard where I had dropped them carrying groceries in. Hope they turn up. Real soon."I cleaned out the laundry basket, checked the washer, pulled everything out of the dryer (even though I was no where near any of this)...
Walked my dog walking route 3 times to retrace my steps then walked it twice backwards, checked with the apartment office to see if anyone's turned them in, emptied out my purse, emptied out my laptop carrying case, crawled around on the floor, checked the fridge, all the drawers, cabinets... dishwasher, trash cans in the apartment, did a bit of dumpster diving (totally gross), looked in my car (even though I never returned to my car at any point so that I might've lost them in there)...
I've already spent $25 to replace my library card and two office keys. The real expense will be in replacing my car key (right now I'm using my spares) and also the remote...
When the shower rod breaks as you are pulling the curtain back to get into a much needed shower beforing heading into work.Had to "hooker" bath it :(
Cortney wrote: "When the shower rod breaks as you are pulling the curtain back to get into a much needed shower beforing heading into work.Had to "hooker" bath it :("
Hope your morning improves.
Charly wrote: "Heidi, refrigerator or freezer?"My grandmother did that once.
Actually, it's turning out to be a good day... every leeeeeettle kindness just seems to make it better. :)
Clark wrote: "Cynthia wrote: "You are a fine one to talk, Mr. Clark. Pot calling the kettle black, as it were."Yes, Mom..."
Any time. And none of your back talk, mister.
I'm glad someone is being kind to our Heiderson. :)*loves Cynthia*
And as much as I love all ya'll, you know it's going to be a bad day when you get a papercut on your tongue.
