I really really want to move my windows live space over here. Right from day one, all of it! But I have no idea how to do that. If there's anyone out there that can give me the "easy to do step by step" please help!
I'll keep my fingies crossed!
Friday, October 29, 2010
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Small towns, addictions & good ole belly laughs
I text her (because teenagers answer texts far quicker than they do phone calls), and ask her to bring me home a Timmies. I don't have to remind her of what I take in it, she's done this for me a few times by now, she and apparently "others" know what I take in my coffee.
She gets to the drive thru........places my order........then gets to the window. The young man grins at her and says "this is for your Mom isn't it?", she replies "yes". He then leans forward and covers his headset so that only she can hear him. His grin gets cheekier and he says "tell her I spit in it". So of course on arriving home she fills me in on this episode and I burst out laughing.
It's kind of like when your a kid, and that nasty boy is always pulling your hair at school, and you run home in tears to tell your Mom and she says "you do realize that means he likes you!" So now, it's all okay, because really, that means he likes you and isn't that so much better than people not liking you?
What's a wee bit of spit, between friends? Thanks for the giggles you nasty boy!
She gets to the drive thru........places my order........then gets to the window. The young man grins at her and says "this is for your Mom isn't it?", she replies "yes". He then leans forward and covers his headset so that only she can hear him. His grin gets cheekier and he says "tell her I spit in it". So of course on arriving home she fills me in on this episode and I burst out laughing.
It's kind of like when your a kid, and that nasty boy is always pulling your hair at school, and you run home in tears to tell your Mom and she says "you do realize that means he likes you!" So now, it's all okay, because really, that means he likes you and isn't that so much better than people not liking you?
What's a wee bit of spit, between friends? Thanks for the giggles you nasty boy!
Let's try this again.....
I posted a brief blog, complaining about how hard it is to teach old dogs new tricks. Loaded a wee picture and "POOF" it disappeared. I'll get the hang of this new blog spot eventually, just not right at this moment. Anyway, for any newcomers that might want a glimpse into "who is warm" you'll find more here.......
at least until I find the time to get the hang of this new blog spot.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Ouch!
Who knew typing in my birthday would cause that nasty old age to show up!? Anyway, not ready to blog yet, but thought I should create a space so I would be ready the next time the mood hit me!
Ta Ta for now
Ta Ta for now
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