Visited my friend in Knoxville again this weekend. His boys had soccer all weekend so I spent my weekend watching 9 year olds play soccer in the scorching heat. It was actually fun though!
Got home yesterday and sat my ass on the couch with a glass of wine and my DVR.
Visited my friend in Knoxville again this weekend. His boys had soccer all weekend so I spent my weekend watching 9 year olds play soccer in the scorching heat. It was actually fun though!
Got home yesterday and sat my ass on the couch with a glass of wine and my DVR.
Visited my friend in Knoxville again this weekend. His boys had soccer all weekend so I spent my weekend watching 9 year olds play soccer in the scorching heat. It was actually fun though!
Got home yesterday and sat my ass on the couch with a glass of wine and my DVR.
Inquiring minds want the dirty details!!!
I dated this guy two years ago. I was understandably flamed by the boards for him introducing me to his boys too soon. We broke up because he just had too many issues to work through in order to be in a relationship. We stayed friends though and have stayed in touch and seen each other a bunch of times over the past two years. I continued to see his boys. They only ever knew me as a friend of their dad's and it's still that way. My relationship with J is turning romantic though. It's exciting but we are taking it very very slowly.
The weekend was very, very nice. Lots of family time but some alone time, too. I dropped the ball and didn't get tickets to this cool art exhibit in time (broke until payday) so we didn't do that. But I got to talk a lot with my mom and spent lots of quality time together, which was good.
I should know about the internal job this week. I'm nervous as fuck.
Before I forget last night's dreams, I need to page Chirp
I dream about tornadoes...a lot. Usually I'm the person warning everyone to take cover, and then I stay out and watch the tornado spin all around me. Sometimes I fly up into it. Sometimes I just watch it tear things up around me. They're big tornadoes too - and I always see them forming in the cloud, descending and then BOOM SLAMMING into the ground.
Last night, in addition to dreaming about tornadoes, I dreamed H and I had a hornet infestation in our bathroom. Obviously, the solution was to fill the bathtub up with water which the hornets were attracted to. The more water we put in the tub, the more drowned hornets we found. And H kept telling me not to worry because they didn't have stingers, but I was tiptoeing around the bathroom freaking out because I thought we were going to get stung. (This one felt so real...I've been watching out for hornets all day.)
Is Gywenth crazy? I don't follow celebrity gossip. I just remember when she came out with that song thinking it wasn't fair because she was 1) gorgeous 2) an actress and 3) she could sing.
Is Gywenth crazy? I don't follow celebrity gossip. I just remember when she came out with that song thinking it wasn't fair because she was 1) gorgeous 2) an actress and 3) she could sing.
Is Gywenth crazy? I don't follow celebrity gossip. I just remember when she came out with that song thinking it wasn't fair because she was 1) gorgeous 2) an actress and 3) she could sing.
Hey, before Gwenyth revealed her crazy, she was the It girl in the late 90's/early 2000's. Shakespeare in Love? Sliding Doors? Emma? Bounce? And a slew of other things I can't remember
Post by lyssbobiss, Command, B613 on May 11, 2015 14:43:29 GMT -5
Sometimes it's really fucking weird to me to think that Gwyneth Paltrow was in Seven, which is ostensibly a great movie even though she's quite milquetoast herself, and used to be engaged to Brad Pitt? This sort of blows my mind a teensy bit.
"This prick is asking for someone here to bring him to task Somebody give me some dirt on this vacuous mass so we can at last unmask him I'll pull the trigger on it, someone load the gun and cock it While we were all watching, he got Washington in his pocket."
Hey, before Gwenyth revealed her crazy, she was the It girl in the late 90's/early 2000's. Shakespeare in Love? Sliding Doors? Emma? Bounce? And a slew of other things I can't remember
Sometimes it's really fucking weird to me to think that Gwyneth Paltrow was in Seven, which is ostensibly a great movie even though she's quite milquetoast herself, and used to be engaged to Brad Pitt? This sort of blows my mind a teensy bit.
that was Gwyn?!?!? No way...
(I have horrible facial recognition, so I truly had no idea that was Gwyneth Paltrow.)
Sometimes it's really fucking weird to me to think that Gwyneth Paltrow was in Seven, which is ostensibly a great movie even though she's quite milquetoast herself, and used to be engaged to Brad Pitt? This sort of blows my mind a teensy bit.
that was Gwyn?!?!? No way...
(I have horrible facial recognition, so I truly had no idea that was Gwyneth Paltrow.)
This is horrible but a very true to my H and I's sense of humor. We keep going "Whats in the Box!" like Brad Pit did in the movie about random moving boxes.
(I have horrible facial recognition, so I truly had no idea that was Gwyneth Paltrow.)
This is horrible but a very true to my H and I's sense of humor. We keep going "Whats in the Box!" like Brad Pit did in the movie about random moving boxes.
Andddddd then my mind takes it a step further and I start playing JT singing d*ck in a box, in my head.
(I have horrible facial recognition, so I truly had no idea that was Gwyneth Paltrow.)
This is horrible but a very true to my H and I's sense of humor. We keep going "Whats in the Box!" like Brad Pit did in the movie about random moving boxes.
I do this all the time to my cats I'll take myself to the shame corner...
This is horrible but a very true to my H and I's sense of humor. We keep going "Whats in the Box!" like Brad Pit did in the movie about random moving boxes.
Andddddd then my mind takes it a step further and I start playing JT singing d*ck in a box, in my head.
At a work conference last month some people did a Thing 1, Thing2 skit and they kept saying, "not on my box, no not on my box" and my boss and I could not stop laughing. Our RVP kept giving us this look like, "you are such children"...and that just made us laugh even more. Because yes, we are 12.
"This prick is asking for someone here to bring him to task Somebody give me some dirt on this vacuous mass so we can at last unmask him I'll pull the trigger on it, someone load the gun and cock it While we were all watching, he got Washington in his pocket."