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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Apr 25, 2007 22:14:26 GMT -6
"OUCH! HEY!!!"
Mic Denfeild. Quite possibly THE most intelligent woman ever. Writing 100 in college. Loved her and her class so much I took every class she offered even if it wasn't part of my requirement....even took one twice because I could.
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Post by Phalon on Apr 25, 2007 22:16:51 GMT -6
Bull's eye!!!
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Apr 25, 2007 22:22:44 GMT -6
"ACK!!! You will pay for that....."
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Post by Phalon on Apr 25, 2007 22:28:58 GMT -6
HA! Can't catch me; I've tied your ponytail to the chair.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Apr 25, 2007 22:30:32 GMT -6
I have scissors....I will make the sacrifice......RUN!
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Post by Phalon on Apr 25, 2007 22:39:16 GMT -6
<jumps from chair, hops up, leaps from desk to desk, sails through the air, performing a Perfect 10 Double Backflip with a Twist, and lands on the teacher's desk just as the principal walks in the room. Smiles innocently.>
She started it.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Apr 25, 2007 22:40:18 GMT -6
DID NOT!
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on May 3, 2007 20:05:01 GMT -6
Aww..see! All your fault Phalon! pfft
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on May 26, 2007 1:34:04 GMT -6
Siren! I love this thread.....what's next?!
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Post by Siren on May 26, 2007 7:47:43 GMT -6
Glad you like it, Scrappy. Here we go! *blowing the dust off the thread*
In honor of what I hope is a long weekend off for the Whoosh gang...
the best weekend you ever spent
There have been a couple of particularly good ones for me. Among them, a lazy Labor Day weekend spent with high school friends, highlighted by a day-long picnic at a friend's huge farm pond. We swam, and ate, and laughed, and swam, and ate, and laughed, floated around on inner tubes, talking, and lay around on our towels, relaxing. Good, good times.
During a family trip to Colorado, we hiked a mountain trail, had a snowball fight in July, cooked hamburgers and fried potatoes over a campfire while watching beavers play in the lake. Great fun.
Another was with my first love, in college. We stayed at a cabin at a lake during fall break. The leaves were gorgeous, and the lake was quiet, with few visitors. Had the place mostly to ourselves. Very romantic and peaceful.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on May 26, 2007 10:00:03 GMT -6
Oh man....way too many to count! There's was one of the last weekends my dad took me fishing. Before he got too sick to go. One birthday weekend with my mom...all we did was hang out watch movies and eat hoagies! A more recent one was visiting a good friend in another state. I got to see SNOW!!!! For the first time in like 10 years! AND I got a whole bunch of new music.
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Post by Phalon on May 30, 2007 23:25:21 GMT -6
Very hard to narrow this down to just a few....
Just after graduating highschool, two friends and I spent a weekend camping. I met a guy that had weird toes; his big toe and middle toe on each foot grew together at the base like a "V". It wasn't the Web-Footed Wonder that make it a great weekend; I don't remember his name or anything else about him, though I'll always remember those forked toes. The great part was it was one of those one-last-all-out-all-together-now-this-is-it moments before we each went our separate ways in life.
A trip Hubs and I took to Colorado Springs - a complete comedy of errors: In shorts and short-sleeves, we froze on top of Pikes Peak, lost the gear-shift on a deserted mountain road, (it came off in Hubs' hand), hitched a ride in the back of a pick-up truck in the pouring rain, sharing the truck bed with a load of freshly caught fish, ended up in an old mining town then recently turned casino town, where we waited four hours for a cab the rental company sent to rescue us, (I wonder if they ever found the gear-shiftless car). In the bigger, faster replacement car, we drove to meet the group for our rafting trip - only to find the reservation confirmation was for the wrong site - we had to drive more than fifty miles away, and had approximately a half hour to do it. Thank goodness for the faster car; we made it. Rode the river, had a blast, and upon leaving found that when pulling in we'd driven over an already bent-over sign post. The low clearance of the car made backing up impossible - the post got caught and embedded through the trunk of the car. Someone who lived down the road, a hacksaw, three blades, and the car was free in two hours. I lost my slip, it slipping around my knees, during a stroll with a hotel manager at the posh resort. Our friends had cookies and beer sent to our hotel room; it was our wedding anniversary.
A weekend spent on a front porch in North Carolina.
Taking the girls camping - our first camping trip, all four of us.
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Post by Siren on Jun 1, 2007 8:44:39 GMT -6
Gams, that is an amazing account of your Colorado Springs trip. It's amazing you made it through!
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Post by Phalon on Jun 1, 2007 21:41:09 GMT -6
Yep, and considering it was our anniversary, it's amazing we're still married.
Seriously though, it was one hilarious mishap after the other.... how could you do anything but laugh? Would have made for a miserable vacation otherwise, but instead, over ten years later, we still get the giggles talking about it.
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Post by erco on Jun 15, 2007 16:23:37 GMT -6
That weekend in NC was great, wasn't it? But could anything top Midland Magic? Elvis is waiting:) I recall a side porch in MI that's pretty comfy too.
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Post by Mini Mia on Jun 15, 2007 21:15:52 GMT -6
Hey erco, long time no see. LucyStar posted on Katherine's forum yesterday so I know she's still around too. I invited her to drop by so hopefully she will.
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Post by Phalon on Jun 16, 2007 21:45:56 GMT -6
Eroc! Ah yes, we do make quite the porch ornaments, don't we, no matter the locale of the porch. Elvis is waiting? Bring him along next time. What a fine masthead he'd make, white and sequined cape flowing out behind him, waving in the breeze. Scarves too - the ones he didn't give away for a kiss. (eeeww).
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Post by Siren on Jun 21, 2007 21:26:31 GMT -6
Eeeeeee! Great seeing you!
The only thing bad about the NC weekend was boiled peanuts. As Gaggie would say, "Yick!"
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Post by Phalon on Jun 22, 2007 4:57:54 GMT -6
I agree, Siren....yick, ick, yuck, and bluck. The texture is gross, and the liquid that oozes out of them reminds me of old dishwater. Hubs loves them though. It's funny - we were just discussing boiled peanuts the other day; it's one of those nostalgic childhood memory things for him.
I'd rather remember Mom's Apple Crisp. Mmmmm. That's the best.
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Post by Siren on Jun 24, 2007 22:24:52 GMT -6
The texture is gross, and the liquid that oozes out of them reminds me of old dishwater. LOL!
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Post by Siren on Jun 27, 2007 22:11:49 GMT -6
This topic inspired by Gams' post about her revenge over The Dental Dominatrix. ;D
The best...dessert.
One of my favorites is a warm brownie topped with vanilla ice cream. Another is a dessert my sis makes: bake a white cake, let it cool, poke holes in it with the handle of a wooden spoon, pour on a couple of boxes of (thawed) frozen strawberries, spread on a tub of cool whip, then chill the whole thing. Fantastic! But for sheer bliss, it's my mom's warm homemade vanilla pudding. I scrape the pan after she's poured the pudding over the sliced bananas and vanilla wafers to make a banana pudding. But I prefer the pudding alone. It is swooningly good. And how much do I love my little niece? I invite her to scrape the pan with me, each of us licking a spatula in silent happiness. Well, silent except for the occasional, "Mmmmmmm!"
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Post by Phalon on Jun 28, 2007 6:18:20 GMT -6
Sheesh, Siren! First thing in the morning? My stomach will be growling all day.
I love dessert, (with two "s"s, as opposed to one, cuz you always want more - SweetPea XG taught me that when I couldn't remember if it was dessert or desert).
Among, (but not limited to), my favorites....
...any kind of fruit pie - except banana cream, or cherry.
Homemade chocolate cookies - even my own, but especially Mrs. Earl's from the berry farm. Those are the best!
Mint chocolate chip ice cream from Sherman's - a local dairy in town. Also from Sherman's, and only available in fall are Apple-crisp ice-cream, and pumpkin spice ice-cream. Especially nice when eaten on the walk home from the local ice-cream parlor, with autumn leaves wafting through the air, gazing at fall displays in shop windows, and Halloween decorations in yards along the way. It's funny to watch tourist's faces when they order a double scoop at the parlor - their eyes grow wide, and their expressions say oh-my-god-how-in-the-heck-am-I-gonna-eat-all-that?! The scoops are huge! Even with my love of the stuff, I always order a "baby scoop".
Fresh berries: strawberries, blueberries, blackberries, and raspberries.
But the absolute best....again, one of Mrs. Earl's delicacies, and only available for an all-too-short couple of months in summer...and I'll say this slow, so you can savor each layer....
White chocolate....blueberry....cream...pie.
OMG!!!! White chocolate blueberry cream pie. There, I said it again.
Blueberry season has started here. I gotta stop by the berry farm on the way home.
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Post by Phalon on Jul 5, 2007 4:35:45 GMT -6
Very cool, and certainly a reason for shameless bragging if ever there was!
Also cool. A guy who likes good junk, or as I prefer to call my junk, junk with a 'que'. A mop is definitely "junque". Watch out - this could be the start of a collection, you know - he may soon run out of space at his place for his mop collection, and have to start storing them at your house. Hubs is still trying to find room in the garage for all my junquey doors.
Hubs' brain melted long ago.
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Post by Phalon on Jul 9, 2007 6:07:48 GMT -6
Hiya Maeve. Hhmmm....I think Junquesque. Or Vintage Junque. "My doors are junquesquely vintage", she said while twisting her beads jadedly. I have a junque collection of adverbs too; they are an endangered species, threatened to be overtaken by herds of roaming adjectives - so one report claims. If I can't find ones I like, I make them up.
I think this calls for the fetish thread to be dragged up from the bottom. I've been tickling my feetishes lately, and it makes me laugh.
Follow me there, Fippishly Mulesque Maeve, and we can discuss the thermoses which parted the Red Sea, and open junquesquely vintage door policies some time.
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Post by Siren on Jul 11, 2007 22:10:51 GMT -6
Your home sounds wonderfully interesting, Maeve! I'd love to come poke around.
A friend's mother is a collector, too. Her home has literally little paths through the stuff. And one room is so full, you can't completely open the door. My sis went visiting one day, and when she admired a piece of Blue Willow china, my friend gave her one of several sets his mom had. Said mom would never miss it. And she apparently never has.
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Post by Siren on Oct 26, 2007 22:54:49 GMT -6
The best....
Halloween costume you have had
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Post by Phalon on Oct 27, 2007 20:09:31 GMT -6
Hhhmmmm.....the best Halloween costume I've ever had? I remember the one I had the most fun with. I worked a season as a Grapevine Research Assisant, (we called ourselves grape slaves). The research being done was experimental trials conducted and funded by Michigan State University at one of their research stations. I am a University of Michigan Wolverine football fan, and the professor I worked for was obviously a Michigan State Spartan fan. Huge college football rivals, and the rivalry was the subject of on-running teasing between he and I - and at the time Michigan State had gone quite a few seasons losing to the Wolverines.
We had a big Halloween party at work, and I went dressed as a Dead Spartan Fan wearing a Michigan State sweat shirt, torn and tattered, a painted zombie face, with hair teased looking like I'd just come from the grave, and carrying a tombstone that read something like, "Here Lies A Diehard Spartan Fan who died hard....a very slow and agonizing death while waiting for his team to beat the Wolverines".
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Post by Siren on Oct 29, 2007 7:08:09 GMT -6
LOL! Ooooh, you really know how to win friends and influence people, Gams! Lol! I hope you got your grades BEFORE that costume!
Among my favorite costumes over the years:
Harpo Marx - curly blond wig, top hat, trench coat, tie, and bicycle horn
fresh from the shower - robe, rubber ducky, bath brush, lots of hair gel (makes the hair look wet), house shoes, flannel pjs (to keep warm on a cool October night)
an old-west strumpet - a vibrantly-colored old prom dress from a second-hand store, lots of makeup, my hair ratted and piled high, heels as high as I can stand 'em (not very high), and a "feather" boa we made from yellow tissue paper
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Oct 29, 2007 9:54:16 GMT -6
Deli ham sandwich made from scratch complete with toothpick with the little green fluffy stuff on top. I won a prize in junior high for that one.
Last time I actually dressed up....Dead Julia child. White chef coat and hat I snagged from my time in Wyoming.
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Post by Siren on Oct 31, 2007 7:59:15 GMT -6
Deli ham sandwich made from scratch complete with toothpick with the little green fluffy stuff on top. I won a prize in junior high for that one. Lol! I bet that was cute! A guy showed up at a party here with a pair of big "granny panties" pinned across the front of his shirt. His costume? He was "a chest of drawers" - BOLL! The best..... Halloween candy Back in the day when you could eat homemade stuff from strangers, the best treat was popcorn balls. Ooooh, how I loved them! But now, my favorite to find in a Halloween sack is a handful of miniature Baby Ruths. Yummmmmmm! I love Sweet Tarts, too.
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