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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 15, 2020 15:32:39 GMT
I have used this one in stores with the Xs
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 16, 2020 12:44:14 GMT
My favorite Essential Oil is Bacon Grease
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 16, 2020 12:45:24 GMT
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Post by mogal on Sept 16, 2020 14:29:23 GMT
I laughed, sure enough, but after I groaned.
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 17, 2020 10:35:53 GMT
Actually I have just reached my goal. I am down 74 pounds since I started this healthy diet three months ago.
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 17, 2020 10:36:40 GMT
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Post by oldone on Sept 17, 2020 22:40:26 GMT
You always make me laugh!! Congrats on your huge weight loss. Please share your story
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 18, 2020 10:33:39 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 18, 2020 10:35:43 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 18, 2020 12:12:49 GMT
You always make me laugh!! Congrats on your huge weight loss. Please share your story I made a topic about my weight loss method.
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 19, 2020 11:36:57 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 19, 2020 11:37:46 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 19, 2020 12:18:42 GMT
A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife’s car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, ‘What happened here today?’ She again smiled and answered, “You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world I do all day?” “Yes,” was his incredulous reply. She answered, “Well, today I didn’t do it."
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Post by Maura on Sept 19, 2020 17:28:25 GMT
As per Rustaholics story above- my aunt did this. My uncle suggested that my aunt do some chore because she didn't do anything all day.
The next day he came home after work with a couple of clients, as he was want to do, and found the house a mess and the six kids in disarray. "Mary, what happened? What did you do all day?"
"I did what I do every day. Absolutely nothing."
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 20, 2020 10:49:20 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 20, 2020 10:50:08 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 21, 2020 14:12:14 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 21, 2020 14:13:12 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 22, 2020 16:30:40 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 22, 2020 16:31:23 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 23, 2020 10:24:08 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 23, 2020 10:24:44 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 24, 2020 10:27:47 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 24, 2020 10:29:42 GMT
I sure am glad that gal isn't my wife. My sweet wife is a very careful driver
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Post by mogal on Sept 24, 2020 12:05:56 GMT
Actually, I-40 was built through the town where I lived from '55-'64. My parents and I were in the backseat of a car driven by a man who liked to turn to speak to his passengers westbound on that section of 40. My father noticed an oncoming car in our lane and called it to the driver's attention. He then took an exit ramp to get out of Wrong Way's path. Police were already in pursuit and caught up to him not long after. He was drunk as a skunk, didn't know what state he was in, much less what town. I may look briefly in the rear view mirror at someone in my backseat but I keep my eyes forward.
The next most fun thing was coming up behind a carload of people and seeing the DRIVER looking at a backseat passenger in her rearview mirror conversing in AMISLAN--both hands! We got away from them as quickly as possible. DH was driving and it was on a divided 4 lane US highway with a 70 mph speed limit which was what the driver of the other car was doing.
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 25, 2020 10:27:03 GMT
Aren't these funny stools?
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 25, 2020 10:28:12 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 26, 2020 10:26:20 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 26, 2020 10:27:25 GMT
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Post by Rustaholic on Sept 27, 2020 11:03:43 GMT
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