<p>weenie-
Is dh’s screenname, by any chance, teenie weenie?? :D</p>
<p>Corranged-- I am pretty sure it was tequila, but I didnt taste it-- just sniffed and quietly placed it in the trashbag I was filling.</p>
<p>BTW, there were no water bottles of any brand other than the brand I bought . The one I bought was unique enough that I doubted others would have it - ie, it wasnt Dasani or aquafina or Dannon or one of those. No suspicious bottles of water, except the “brown” ones.</p>
<p>jym - tiredness clearly doesn’t ratchet down your sense of humor. Poor Mr. W - he’ll never come in here, now.</p>
<p>As to that round (or two) you are pouring for me. In honor of the absurd chill in the weather, I will have some cocoa with that rum. We’ll call it:</p>
<p>The Backpack Special</p>
<p>8 oz. milk, steamed
3 T. fine quality cocoa powder
2 1/2 oz. rum, preferably purloined from a post-prom partygoer’s backpack
1 T. sugar</p>
<p>Stir together in a tall, slim mug.</p>
<p>Drink while sitting on your comfy sofa with a nice cashmere throw. Or in a Sinner’s Alley naugahyde booth with the good company for warmth.</p>
<p>Sounds yummy, jmmom. I’ll start the hot cocoa. Oh, by the way, I must correct an error-- ech of the bottle was a 1/2 gallon- not a full gallon. So the total she tried to smuggle in was less than a gallon. Does that make anyone feel better? </p>
<p>And thanks for all the nice compliments sbmom, jmmom, ivoryk, and p2n. I am trying to keep my wit(s) about me. Unfortunately my already pitiful typing skills get even worse under fatigue. I hope people can decipher my typos.</p>
<p>just don’t try typing with those (hopefully not broken) toes! since we’ve been experiencing the party vicariously, I must also confess to admiring your home vicariously – accessible computer station in the flow of family life, basement with fun things to do, first-floor laundry, and then to top it all off --stone edged flower beds. It sounds lovely! Now if you could just clean the place up.</p>
<p>Oh – there’s no new screen name for Mr. Weenie. It is sort of like mini - where every once in a awhile we hear that it is Mrs. Mini. He just posted under weenie and put “Mr. Weenie here.” </p>
<p>I really am getting a new screen name soon!!!</p>
ROFL ivoryk! We are trying!
And wow-- you really were paying attention! Yes, our home is comfortable ( it is smaller than it sounds, but comfortable)-- open areas flow into other open areas. It works well for gatherhings, but not when we tried to corral a pet. Too open. So instead,we put a baby gate in the door of that first floor laundry room and call it kitty (or puppy) prison. Maybe we should have used that baby gate last night!!!</p>
<p>weenie-
please don’t change your screenname-- we will probably end up calling you weenie anyway, since that’s how we all have come to know and adore you :)</p>
<p>Okay, guess what I get to do today, in the wake of the Virginia Tech shootings? Bring a FAKE gun to the high school! My daughter is in drama, and they need a fake gun (not the stage gun that fires blanks) for a play where a character is playing Russian Roulette, so there’s a lot of putting the gun to the head and clicking. The drama teacher, wisely, isn’t having the blank-capable gun anywhere near a student’s head, as it does need to be fired at the end of the scene after the black-out.</p>
<p>So, I’ll think I’ll put that baby in a box and tape it very firmly shut, rather than stuffing it in my purse. That way, if I trip over an enormous pothole in the parking lot, it won’t fall out and cause a ruckus.</p>
<p>ivoryk–you want an accessible computer station in the flow of life? Come to my house where the computers have taken over. Computer and all its accessories on a desk in the “great room” which also houses the piano, harpsichord, comfy sofa, fireplace, and whatever else is going on at the moment. Not to mention either 1, 2, or 3 laptops, depending on how many kids (and the DH) are at home. At least we got the computer desk out of the (theoretically nicer) front liv rm. We could really use a “study” which I understand some people actually have instead of, or in addition to, bedrooms. Maybe in my next lifetime!
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<p>And the Va Tech scenario is so scary. This a.m. I heard it was one killing, which is bad enough. Then this afternoon I got an update via an email to parents of UIUC kids. 32! That’s beyond belief.</p>
<p>All right, ladles and jellyspoons. Since today is my birthday, I am declaring a respite from mourning to allow for celebrating. I am itching to celebrate the idea of TSFH as a college freshman, as he starts wearing the t-shirt and carrying the key-chain and reading the college course catalog in depth, and I start emailing with ask-a-parent volunteers on the other side of the country and put the new window-cling on my car and plan the late-summer trip to install him in the next phase of his journey. Life must go on.</p>
<p>I’ll be right back…I have to look up the tags for color and size, again. Based on the way I’m typing this morning, it’s going to take several attempts to get it right, so corranged has time to mix us a pitcher of Bloody Marys. Make it a big pitcher, corranged. :)</p>
<p>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOOTIE!!! (I will defer to sluggie and berurah for a post in big font and color-- its is beyond my skill base). Drinks are on you??? Is this a milestone birthday???</p>