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My mom never did that (that was transk) i think he said that
My mom said she used to be in karate a long time ago (i don't know) cause I met the person she said she trained with (he owns a dojo, but the sign said tae kwon doe and i think his pants said kenpo (maybe it was kempo) or that last part could have been someone else but the sign did say TKD.... That's one thing I know is true
Use to work my uncles tree farm. It is where I learned you can never trust a tree. Because when you least expect it they will jump you.
Had one of the sneakier ones fall on me there
Damned treants...
Maybe we need a thread to discuss the best ways to defend yourself against a Treant? Personally, I go for the flamethrower.
Damned treants...
Maybe we need a thread to discuss the best ways to defend yourself against a Treant? Personally, I go for the flamethrower.
Blew my top at DH....
I got tons of stuff to do, some of it time sensitive.
And I have not a lot of time to accomplish it.
My Co-conspirator is late to rise, so I don't call her in the mornings. At least not before 10 AM.
She picks up her kids between 2 and 2:30, I have to be at school at 5, at Scouts at 6:30...
Tomorrow I will be on the road at 7AM, cone most of the day, hopefully back in time for the Away Game at 7 PM...
Saturday is Band day at the local college, also a whole day adventure.
Tomorrow registration for a CPR class in 3 weeks is due, I am waiting t hear back from one of the organizers....
So I am a little agitated, most of the delays are my own fault, but still, I step into the room, not sure what to do
"Where are you going"
and kabluey, I hit the roof....why is it I have to be asked where I am going. I have not looked at key or wallet.
I sometimes forget where I am going in mid stride.
Now DH went to bed to take a nap....has not said a word to me since. So he is pouting, when he asks me these damn questions. I don't ask him where he is going when he gets up. I don't complain when he goes to bed without saying goodnight, so how come he needs to pout?! :rpo:
Maybe he's not pouting. Maybe he's afraid to say anything for fear you'll chew off the rest of his butt.
I did apologize....I blow up, he pouts, we go our separate ways, then we are good again.
Nothing like being married for over 20 years....:drinky:
you mean that you can still do them i gave up on them years ago when my body refused to play ball
I spent part of my day cleaning the floors, table, the bed and couch (jack was in the mud and he walked inside muddy, climbed on the table fell off layed on the couch then climbed on the bed after
Also got some training in and had a nice deli sandwich
I still think he's more scared than pouty.
Hell, I'm scared, and I'm way out of arms reach.