Classy thing to wear to a place with mass quantities of kids...
Random Thoughts XI (Eleven Pipers Piping)
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You think that's bad.....in the week leading up to the ISU/EIU game, I saw a fat guy wearing a T-shirt that said "You can't spell Dicksucker without ISU". I took a pic in case no one believed me. I'd post it here but the mods might get upset.
We escaped prom when they were freshmen only because of our "no dating until you are 16" parents from the dark ages rule. Several of them were asked by older girls. You have to wonder about a senior girl who wants to take a freshman boy she barely knows to prom. Kids were happy for the excuse.
We did break that for the boys who hadn't turned 16 by prom sophomore year when they were prom servers. The juniors vote on sophomores who have to do this. So since they had to go to prom anyway and would be 16 soon, we let them go with a date, I think both times it was another prom server.
Starting to shudder at all of the tux money we have gone through over the years. I guess it is better than the crazy amounts girls spend on prom dresses.
We did break that for the boys who hadn't turned 16 by prom sophomore year when they were prom servers. The juniors vote on sophomores who have to do this. So since they had to go to prom anyway and would be 16 soon, we let them go with a date, I think both times it was another prom server.
Starting to shudder at all of the tux money we have gone through over the years. I guess it is better than the crazy amounts girls spend on prom dresses.
I don't talk to them on the phone, I make them take me to lunch.
Tip I picked up from reading Cybirdy posts on Daddy Cybirdy.
I remember prom dates showing up, and the vixen would always try to get me to go somewhere else. If she couldn't, I generally stood out in the kitchen, snarling under my breath (but just loud enough so the boys could hear). I mean, I was a guy once, and I know how guys are! (And now I'm and OLD guy.)
ISU after you turn 65 and they note you are spouseless:
About 3 years ago, we bought a bug zapper from Costco (yeah, impulse buy) and it sat in a closet since. Saturday we had some friends over for a barbecue and drinks. Mosquitoes have been a pain all year, so I figured what the hey and brought out the zapper.
We started drinking around 5pm. By 11pm we had turned the bug zapper into a drinking game.
ZZZAP! Drink! ZZZAP ZZZAP ZZZAP! Drink! Drink! Drink!
Sunday morning suuuuucked.
We started drinking around 5pm. By 11pm we had turned the bug zapper into a drinking game.
ZZZAP! Drink! ZZZAP ZZZAP ZZZAP! Drink! Drink! Drink!
Sunday morning suuuuucked.
ISU after you turn 65 and they note you are spouseless:
My cell is our home phone and the only # ISU has at the moment. I have gotten 5 calls in the last week, too.
The lunch thing happens with the athletic department.
That strategy may just get you a trip with the FB team and the volleyball team.My cell is our home phone and the only # ISU has at the moment. I have gotten 5 calls in the last week, too.
The lunch thing happens with the athletic department.
The athletic department just ignores me because even though I give them money I don't have season tickets so I am a non-person to them. I am guessing I don't give enough to make them pretend they like me. Jeff Johnson introduced me to Pollard and Hoiberg (a couple of times) and they both pretty much snubbed me. I was a little surprised that they couldn't even pretend to be friendly for one minute.
You need a bigger rock so there's room for me as well.
Gonna take me a while to get caught up, so I'll tell a story instead.
I made tomato based salsa for the first time in my life this weekend. I had traded a lady at work a pint of mango-jalapeno salsa, for some of her tomatoes. She brought me a ****-ton of romas, and they were huge. I owe her another pint.
So I invite my daughter H and her hubby over for lunch and to help, which they did. I blanched and peeled all the tomatoes, threw them in the ninja, and then strained some of the juice out while my helpers cut up onions, garlic, and jalapenos. Meanwhile wifey-poo ran to the store for cilantro and booze. Cilantro for salsa and booze for me.
We threw all the ingredients in the pot, with some salt and some "simply salsa" mix, and it looked so good H snaps a pic and sends it to her friends. One immediately asks if she thought I might give her a bit to try, and it was a pretty full pot, so I said sure.
I thought maybe we'd better taste-test before cooking it, grabbed a few chips, and we all tried it. All of a sudden it was like dogs on a steak. H, SIL, Wifey-Poo, and my youngest just went to town on it. I gave some uncooked for H to take home -- she did help -- and WP and the youngest made sure I put some in the fridge for them (WP wanted me to hide it behind some stuff).
Anyway, by the time I got it cooked and canned, I had only 4 pints -- I was hoping for a bit more.
H polished hers off that same day, our fresh was finished yesterday, and H's friend said it was the best she'd ever had, so success. I failed to write the recipe down, but that's okay. I always make stuff up anyway when I cook.
I made tomato based salsa for the first time in my life this weekend. I had traded a lady at work a pint of mango-jalapeno salsa, for some of her tomatoes. She brought me a ****-ton of romas, and they were huge. I owe her another pint.
So I invite my daughter H and her hubby over for lunch and to help, which they did. I blanched and peeled all the tomatoes, threw them in the ninja, and then strained some of the juice out while my helpers cut up onions, garlic, and jalapenos. Meanwhile wifey-poo ran to the store for cilantro and booze. Cilantro for salsa and booze for me.
We threw all the ingredients in the pot, with some salt and some "simply salsa" mix, and it looked so good H snaps a pic and sends it to her friends. One immediately asks if she thought I might give her a bit to try, and it was a pretty full pot, so I said sure.
I thought maybe we'd better taste-test before cooking it, grabbed a few chips, and we all tried it. All of a sudden it was like dogs on a steak. H, SIL, Wifey-Poo, and my youngest just went to town on it. I gave some uncooked for H to take home -- she did help -- and WP and the youngest made sure I put some in the fridge for them (WP wanted me to hide it behind some stuff).
Anyway, by the time I got it cooked and canned, I had only 4 pints -- I was hoping for a bit more.
H polished hers off that same day, our fresh was finished yesterday, and H's friend said it was the best she'd ever had, so success. I failed to write the recipe down, but that's okay. I always make stuff up anyway when I cook.
My wife and I paid for tux rental and brides maid dresses. Just a personal decision, but we figured why should they have to drop the cash when we asked them to be in the wedding.
I didn't believe you when you said "surpassing Jethro Tull..." but I'm hedging a little.
Should have said you worked for a shoe company.
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