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[KnottedYet]

No pictures of Butch Island Girl.

Sorry. Oppotunity lost.

Slicked back hair. No earrings or makeup. TIGHT tight TIGHT sleeveless shirt. Really goooooood bra (if you know what I mean). Baggy Levis rolled up a bit so my wool socks showed. Black leather steel-toe boots. Bike chain tattoo on my bicep.

that was the butch part.

Island Girl part was: pink flower over my left ear. Rainbow leis around my neck. Coconut bra. Grass skirt.

Yes, black leather is hot. My feet were very sweaty.

[crazycanuck]

Snap-cool pics and it looks like you live in a cool neighbourhood..
What did chloe dress up as?? So cute!!!

x-ray-I loved your post!!!

Salsa-sorry to hear about beeper. I hope you have many more happy times with him and give him lots of love.

nmnnmmm..I feel like i want to show someone the "Zip It" scene from Austin Powers..mmmrrmmm..perhaps that humor will enlighten them

How do i ignore something that's bothering me round here? I'm going to go nuts...actually that's not a long journey for a crazycanuck is it...

Anywho, am sitting here wondering what to put in my "australia' themed package to some people...Vegemite, tim tams, anzac buiscuts..ummm what else??

Knot..not happy about no photos!!!


Ahhh..I'm so happy I started pilates again...Ahhh...

c

[DebW]

No pictures of Butch Island Girl.

I went to bed last night with hope and awoke to disappointment. Next time we'll have to send the TE TD official photog on a secret mission.

My proposal was submitted at 5:45 yesterday. So after one good night's sleep, I feel like I've emerged from my 3-day-old brain-fried state. OK, maybe my brain is still feels sort of sauteed. I put my bike in my car this morning and am planning on a 2-hour mid-day ride. After working all day Sunday and 14 hours Monday, I can afford 2 hours off. Assuming my brain is working well enough to stay awake while I ride...

[Nanci]

Nice ladybug, Snap! Chloe looks like she's haveing a great time!

Nanci

[KnottedYet]

On a mission:

Today is payday. (RABBIT RABBIT by the way) During my little lunch break I need to get gas for the car (empy light has been on since yesterday) and call to make an appt with the grad school admissions folks.

At some point after work I need to get groceries. Which means I need to make a list this time. "Out of control at Costo" can no longer be my modus operandi!

(and I need to clean the house, etc etc. but that's what SKnot is for, eh? )

New month, new leaf, new life! Last month was a maelstrom. This month I will have PURPOSE! <stirring march music in the background> No more crap! Just good stuff! No more wasted engergy! <music gets louder> I will stand on my own two feet and I will boldly face whatever comes my way! <flags begin waving in background, music cresendos>

[mimitabby]

Salsa, so sorry to hear about your kitty. Right now, I have a cat who is about 12 years old.. She may live to be 20 but then she might start failing soon. Cats just don't live long enough!


My back was starting to improve but then yesterday was a most stressful day at work. Talk about out of control! Unfortunately that meant i was doing a lot of ladder work and stretching too. So Now I am ready to get on a transcontinental jet with a screaming back. must pack advil...
I have been doing the exercises prescribed by KY, they are helping, but sometimes life just makes everything worse!
DH changed his return flight to 9am, so at least we won't be scurrying around in the airport in a panic!

To X, who I think asked, I am going to Calabria via Milan for a week. Friends in Milan, relatives (and friends) in Calabria. This shy person is going to attempt to forge new friendships with her second language.

My lucky SS will get some bauble that i can pick up in Italy that doesn't weigh a lot.
I am terrified that my cousins are going to give me olive oil as gifts (VERY HEAVY AND did I tell you that my sacroiliac is screaming?)

One more little goody. I entered in a "Design a Bianchi Bike" contest some months ago, and unlike our friend Fat Bottomed Girl, i did not win. Therefore, I am not going to be the proud owner of a custom Bianchi anytime soon. It was fun to do though, so if they have a contest next year, I'll try again.

[snapdragen]

Yep, Chloe was a ladybug - courtesy of Target dog costumes. Only problem, they don't make the costumes to fit shortlegged pudgy dogs. Towards the end of the parade, the jacket had come undone and kind of sat down on her hips. After the parade, then the trick or treaters, she was exhausted. Ever see a dog with bags under her eyes?

cc - there is an ignore feature so you don't see posts from "irritants". Works like a charm - I use it on another forum quite a bit.

knot - I'm marching right behind you! I vow to try harder and succeed with this Weight Watcher thing. The KitKat bars we have left mean nothing to me! I am strong, I love vegetables, chocolate has no hold on me! oh god is that a Scharffen-Berger bar........

[snapdragen]

That is all.

[Grog]

That is all.

I share your views.

[Bikingmomof3]

Warning-small rant, which requires no comments, I just need to "do" something with these feelings/thoughts/actions.

I was so very happy yesterday. I love Halloween, DH was arriving early to help bake and carve pumpkins, all was well on TD, everyone happy and costumed.

1) The children (whom I do love) arrive home. Honour roll and gifted son #1 brings me his grades. A B+ in honours Algebra! Brief background, his IQ is freakish (a term I can only uses here) and his math scores for the state, gifted people (again, I am half brain dead, you will see why later), and national testing were literally off the freaking charts. He has the audacity to remind me it is a "respectable grade". Now, IF the child EVER studied, I would be happy for him, knowing he worked very hard and earned a good grade. However, he is in 8th grade and has NEVER done homework. He finishes it at school. This grade will be on his HS transcript, he knows that. Numerous deep cleansing breaths later I sit down and discuss how maybe he should take a different approach, blah, blah, blah. Then I get the teen attitude. So, I stupidly decide some bonding time with my child is in order and decide to go running with him. Never thinking he will work off his frustration. When thinking of this bonding time, I totally left out of the thought process that he easily logs in over 100 miles a month.

2) My bonding run with DS #1. I almost died. What makes a grown woman (moi) think for a second I can keep pace with a ticked off, conditioned cross country runner? Hey CWR-if you are reading this, I more than ran for both of us! The 2 mile loop I usually do when pressed for time, takes me about 30 minutes with my warm up and cool down. Not yesterday! I went 3 miles in the same time, NOT including my long warm up and cool down. On the upside I was no longer angry with DS, just myself and my calves hate me.

3) Happy Part-the twins carved pumpkins with Dad. I will see about posting pictures. Then the adorable little kids started trick or treating. Very cute.

4) I hobbled over to my neighbours who kept offering me wine, then was insulted because I declined, even when I explained about my medications and reminding them I do not drink.

5) I started feeling poorly around 9ish, came home from the neighbours-we had a neighbourhood bonfire of sorts, took a hot shower and really did not feel well. Ended up in hospital on Halloween (the hospital staffed dressed up ). I had another TIA, whooped to freakin do da. So, I came home in a total funk.

6) My funk made DH think I was mad at him. I assured him it was not him, but me. Nothing doing he is convinced I am mad at him. SIGH

7) This morning. I ate 1/5 of the Pumpkin Spice Cake (hush-I had bread, fruit, and dairy and that is the version I am sticking with ), coffee and I am still in a funk. DH began skulking about thinking it is him. I used the "it's not you, it is me" line, to no avail. He left mad because I was not honest with him about what he "supposedly" did to make me mad/sad. Duh-he did nothing, I am just in a mood. Angry teen, clueless neighbours, and a TIA all in one evening can do that to some people.

8) We will not even discuss the sugar crash I had this morning after everyone left.

WHEW-I feel better. If you were brave enough to read this far, thank you. I needed to vent. Now I feel so much better.

I will look at he previous posts to see pictures and hear how each of you celebrated after I shower.

Again, for those who read this far, Thank You!

[Xrayted]

Awww!I feel so deflated. I woke up hoping to see a pic worthy of screen saver status and... pffft. Pinch flat. That's ok, Knot. I've got a pretty good imagination. I'll just dig up a photo from another thread and play pin the coconuts on Knot. (sorry, could NOT resist! just couldn't.) So, didja embarrass SKnot?
The ladies I work with were talking it up big about how they were going to dress up. I knew better and just went in as my regular abnormal self. Results: One person with a shirt that said 'Boo' and another with a shirt that had ribs on it. Very creative for a bunch of radiology people aren't they?
I did however get my daily look of "what is the matter with you" from the girls. All I did was tell a funny (ok, laugh 'til ya cry, hilarious) story to a woman I graduated school with, who is now my coworker as well. (she gets my humor) We came out of the breakroom laughing, crying, redfaced and out of breath. And there was the "look". I only missed getting the look twice since I've been there, I wasn't feeling like myself on those days. I promise, I'll do better in the future.

I really have to get serious about moving away. Far away. How far can I go before I have to tread water? Yeah, that's good. Right there!

BTW, I just walked out and took this pic in my backyard while writing this post. Persistent isn't it? Gotta love that kind of determination. **Note to self: finish the weeding and raking or no bike for you.** (Oh, them's fightin' words!)

Have a inspiring day!!

X.