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Bxgrl and DH-
You’re never going to believe it but it’s absolutely true.
I went out to feed them yesterday evening and the Momma had ‘gifted’ us with a squirrel. She and her babies were laying down next to it and jumped up meowing and doing the proud happy dance when I opened the door. I waited until my husband came home from work to ‘accept’ the ‘gift’ on behalf of the household. I contended he is the head of the household so I explained to him it would have been wrong for me to accept it right?
She was so proud!
Poor squirrel. She’s teaching her young well. Thing is, she didn’t eat it. I feed her too well. This killing was for sport.
MacD…are you out there????? What is that hideous rooftop extension going up on the north side of your block????? I thought that block was landmarked????
I’ll provide MR. B with a pic next week. This is on MacDonough bet Stuyvesant & Lewis
Morning all. Biff, DIBS, Kens, thanks much for the compliments on my ex-house yesterday. DIBS, when were you HOTD? I’d love to see pics of your house, and hear the story of how you settled in Bed Stuy. Now that I’m looking again, I’m very interested in neighborhoods outside my “comfort zone”, which I don’t know I can afford again at current prices.
We’re going to try- loved the food. Amzi is still out of town.
THL- I would put that teenager in a permanent psychiatric facility- she’ll be a serial killer in no time. I shouldn’t have read the article today. I’m all upset again.
DH- you could tell the landlord that the kitties are pest control :-). I mean- they are. (THL- can you put them in little uniforms with name patches?)
DIBS, so far it’s just DH, Kens, and I. Wife & son are TBD – depends on whether wife wants to bring son to the children’s museum. Don’t know if MM, Bxgrl, Amzi are coming or not. Kens has his crackberry so he can email you when we’re leaving my rental
Bxgrl and DH-
You’re never going to believe it but it’s absolutely true.
I went out to feed them yesterday evening and the Momma had ‘gifted’ us with a squirrel. She and her babies were laying down next to it and jumped up meowing and doing the proud happy dance when I opened the door. I waited until my husband came home from work to ‘accept’ the ‘gift’ on behalf of the household. I contended he is the head of the household so I explained to him it would have been wrong for me to accept it right?
She was so proud!
Poor squirrel. She’s teaching her young well. Thing is, she didn’t eat it. I feed her too well. This killing was for sport.
Sorrry, it’s on Macon St, not macDonough.
MacD…are you out there????? What is that hideous rooftop extension going up on the north side of your block????? I thought that block was landmarked????
I’ll provide MR. B with a pic next week. This is on MacDonough bet Stuyvesant & Lewis
Morning all. Biff, DIBS, Kens, thanks much for the compliments on my ex-house yesterday. DIBS, when were you HOTD? I’d love to see pics of your house, and hear the story of how you settled in Bed Stuy. Now that I’m looking again, I’m very interested in neighborhoods outside my “comfort zone”, which I don’t know I can afford again at current prices.
We’re going to try- loved the food. Amzi is still out of town.
THL- I would put that teenager in a permanent psychiatric facility- she’ll be a serial killer in no time. I shouldn’t have read the article today. I’m all upset again.
DH- you could tell the landlord that the kitties are pest control :-). I mean- they are. (THL- can you put them in little uniforms with name patches?)
MM, bxgrl and maybe Amzi ate there last night. they called me but I was already in the process of eating and din’t join them
DIBS, so far it’s just DH, Kens, and I. Wife & son are TBD – depends on whether wife wants to bring son to the children’s museum. Don’t know if MM, Bxgrl, Amzi are coming or not. Kens has his crackberry so he can email you when we’re leaving my rental
What time is it? IT’S GYM TIME! Time to break out the big guns!
Back in a couple of hours.
Well the margarine was probably the pinnacle of absurdity. I don’t think much can top that.
Most unusual job I ever had was inspecting ladies underwear.