Welcome Everybody (Especially Newcomers)
to the Froggy Bottom Café
to the Froggy Bottom Café
Please introduce yourself if you haven’t so far.
Your host today is Maryb.
Your host today is Maryb.
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Newspapers are in their usual place next to the door.
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Please recommend (and unrecommend the Cafe/Lounge from earlier)
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4’s are appreciated.
Everybody’s talkative today.
Please remember to UNRECOMMEND the last cafe and recommend this one.
it’s really hard to keep up on a dial-up connection.
Here’s an upclose and personal Sniff for this cafe.
I love the splayed pose. The dog I had as a kid used to lay that way and then when you called him, he would be very lazy and just scoot along toward you, in the same position.
Did and done Mary.
My laze time is over and I got to go and clean up around here. Plus I haven’t had time to squeeze a nap in today. I’m becoming nap deficient.
See ya’ll in a while.
I wouldn’t want you to host. It would be an imposition on you and I think it’s much nicer getting a bunch of people together without having to try to negotiate sleep arrangements and bathrooms.
It’s not the sleep arrangments so much as figuring out stuff for people to do.
Here’s one in Highland — we could make Olivia really jealous and do the chocolate weekend.
OMG.
And even better for you guys, I don’t care for chocolate so there would be even more for everybody else.
Yes, that IS better for us!
in how to win friends and influence people.
If I put on a wig and find a dress that fits me can I come along too. The mustache stays though. Geez I never get to go to slumber parties. 🙂
Hi Kansas. This is the first chance I had to say hi today to you.
is one big slumber party.
And of course you can come along. We already think of you as just one of the girls. 😉
Gosh I feel honored. So no wig and dress, that’s a relief.
of course! But can you leave mom?
Oh well, it was a thought.
AndiF you need to unrecommend the previous diary.
When is this event taking place?
It’s just in the talking stages. It could be anywhere between August and September. Are you thinking you’d be interested?
… however, I’m scared shitless about crossing the border these days. Never know if I’ll get back … 🙂
Hey, they let me come and go from Montreal twice in the last 6 months (of course, that could be an indication that both countries don’t want me).
Andi! <tapping foot, waiting for explanation>
It was December and the weather wasn’t lovely, I was there with two other people, and I’m stupid and had no idea that Ottowa was so close.
I see. 🙂
If you have trouble, I’ll get my friends with boats to drop you off in Canada in the Northern Minnesota area – no border guards there. You’ll have to hitchhike home though. 😉
But as IVG pointed out the other day, the border crazies are watching for us ‘icebacks’ … w/ guns, so I’m not sure that would be a viable alternative.
There’s NO ONE there.
You’ll have to walk through the woods in order to get to a road to hitchhike though. Be sure to bring your compass 😉
🙂
I have to leave for a little bit. Talk among yourselves.
I’m back, did we decide where we’re going?
Sure — somewhere in between Chicago to the north, the Ohio River to the south, St. Louis to the west and Effingham t the east.
(equipped with newspaper):
Let there be light!
And we were all very, very happy.
Just thought I’d deliver the good news.
Alas, no more excuses ..
Gee WW if I had know it was that easy, I would have done it for you a long time ago.
I’m still working on the temperature thing though. Just can’t get that one down in this plane of existence. 🙂
Not to worry — with the sun, comes the warmth.
I thank you again, o weather wizard!
Gotta fly now — need firewood for tonight. See y’all later!
((hugs))
Take care WW.
and make it green and beautiful.
You know he did, bless his heart!
OK, I’m done lurkin’ now. Couldn’t depart ’cause Michi wanted to know all about mythmother’s spiders. He loves spiders. Yum yum!
🙂
Gorgeous pics, thank you! Your kitty could be a twin to my beloved Shadow!
You’re welcome!
All black kitties seem to have that ‘certain something’ in common — & it’s more than the color!
I’m in & out here, as we’ve got sun/drizzle/sun out there.
Supposedly there’s a chance of snow for tomorrow night, then temperatures close to 80 by Saturday.
Bee. zarr. o.
OK, sun’s out again. ‘The old in & out’ definitely has new meaning for me.
your mind is large and can contain multitudes of meanings.
Oooh, look at the tiger / panther hybrid, a tigther.
It was a horror movie. Something happened and I suddenly found myself cleaning up the collection of assorted cast off shelves that were lined up against the back of the house, loaded with clutter. One whole shelf was full of my husband’s old shoes. He never throws away shoes. Some of the them had been sitting there for years, untouched, and were criss-crossed with cobwebs. So I lined the shoes up on the ground and asked him which ones he could throw away. It was painful for him, but he chose a few pairs, and threw them away.
Then I started pulling everything off the shelves and pulling the shelves out onto the grass and hosing them down, and that’s when the nightmare started. There were spiders. Little tiny spiders that darted quicker than the eye. Long leggy spiders that could barely disentangle themselves from their own webs. Medium sized brownish spiders scattering every which way. And then there were the big black spiders with huge bellies lumbering towards me, lumbering towards me…..
Run MM Run.
Manny don’t look near this page.
Your are OK aren’t ya MM?
Yup, I’m okay after a long shower. My son made a point of letting me know that you can get bitten by a Black Widow spider without knowing and not start feeling the ill effects until hours later. Creepy!
Don’t worry about those spiders, if any followed you into the cafe my froggy friend will take care of them
Can I borrow him for my back yard?
of course. He’s insatiable.
Oh yuck. My husband never never gets rid of clothes. And he is 100lbs heavier than when he acquired much of his clothing. He’s got 25 year old shoes he hasn’t worn in 20 years. Or he had them.
When we were about to move and he wouldn’t let me toss out anything, I told him he had to try on everything he wanted to save. Cobwebby shoes included.
He was too lazy and I must have tossed 15 huge black trash bags filled with clothes that even Goodwill wouldn’t take.
Do I ever empathize. My husband never throws his clothes away, either, though he wears the same size he did when I married him…. (no fair!) So for that he gets to have his own room to mess up and his own closet to jam pack to the gills, and I just stand by the door with a broom beating back the clutter that is constantly spilling out into the rest of the house!
I used to hold on to all my stuff. I had a pair of shoes I know that were 15 years old and one day I decided to wear them. The were soft leather with rubber soles. I was dress kind of nice and was meeting up with some friend at a mall an hour away. So I drive there and when I start to get out of my car I see little pieces of rubber on the floor around the gas pedal and brake. I look at the bottom of my shoes and the rubber is falling apart in front of my eyes.
The only thing I could do was walk into the mall and find a shoe store. From my car to the shoe store was a path of footsteps of rubber particles and pieces. By the time I got to the shoe store, I had no soles left on the shoes.
I won’t even go into asking the sales clerk if he had this type shoe in size 13. That was a nightmare.
Maybe you need to think about doing podcasts — that story needs to be heard.
It’s funny now, but at the time it wasn’t.
Sort of convinced me, clothes wise, to get rid of a lot of stuff.
I vote for Family Man podcasts!
It’s like I said earlier. If I had a teleporter I would be meeting each and everyone of you instead of typing.
However, after 5 minutes your responses would be, please go back to typing. 🙂
Once we got tired of seeing each other we could go to separate rooms and type to each other 😉
I was just thinking that should probably be taught at some of those marriage seminars.
Instead of yelling go to seperate room and type to each other.
I’m coming up with all sorts of million dollar ideas today.
Pretty soon we won’t even need the computers.
As you can see I still can’t spell. 🙂
I thought you had invented a NEW word — you were completely coopting her idea — coopletely.
Me make up new word? I have a hard enough time just finding the words I want to use a lot of times.
No spelling needed!
This could be a solution to lots of relationship and marital tangles.
That was my thought. Instead of yell and letting what ever come out, you have to think what your typing.
It does have it’s drawbacks though. What if one spouse is a speed typer and the other is a hunt and peck typer?
Then Hunt and Peck need to buy a typing tutor program. They are fun and life gets easier the more better you can type these days!
This one gets enshrined in the annals of Old Shoe Hoarding stories!
Thanks MM, but that was just the overview. To this day I still keep up with one of the friends I was meeting and it’s always the first thing he brings up. 😉
… and then you sprayed them with raid and saw your good karma disappear into the mists of time and realized that in your next life you would be coming back as a nit.
No I think I’ll be okay in my next life since I only beat them to death with a broom! LOL!
ugh!
Just made a wedding card with this one, we are headed to a wedding tonight. It’s one of my early Farmer’s Market shots.
That’s just beautiful,
What Mary said.
Glad to have an antidote on hand for the scary spider story. And love AndiF’s tell-all scary spider photo!
where is the wedding?
It’s in Simi Valley. The daughter of a friend of my husband’s family. An interesting mix. The father is 1/2 Javanese, Mom is Javanese, and the daughter is marrying an American with Scottish ancestry. (My husband is Javanese so we know them through his family and the LA Indonesian community.) Oh the great Melting Pot!
Beautiful and it must make a gorgeous wedding card.
Hey I’ve got an idea — you can save mine and use it for the next couple who get divorced.
This is a whole new market. The Capitalist in me is chomping at the bit to get going. Congrats on Your Divorce cards, with scary horror you-blew-it-didn’t-you pictures!
Nap time calling.
Check back later.
I think I’ll take a little nap now! (Sweet dreams FM!)
Indoor cats have to seek their excitement elsewhere and Smooch has decided the height of peril is sleeping on my dryclean only throw.
and comforting (and I like the pictures on the wall but I wish your house wasn’t so neat and clean.)
Heh. That’s the beauty of aiming the camera up rather than at the floor – the room looks clean.
in my place, it would still look messy.
Is it safe?
Don’t worry, my froggy friend ate all the spiders. So you can call off your exterminator.
How was your day?
eggs properly disposed of too? [shudder]
Hi maryb. I’m getting ready to head out, just wanted to pop in and say hello. Gonna attend a candlelight vigil to protest the militarization of the border. Cya around later perhaps.
then so you won’t have to worry.
Enjoy the vigil. Wasn’t there something else today you were thinking of doing?
it was a training session for a group called the Samaritans, but I ended spending more time at the office than anticipated so missed it. It’s amazing how much more productive I am when I’m able to wear a tshirt and shorts with a radio blasting.
Glad you were productive, but sorry you had to go in at all.
Isn’t it a little early for a candlelight vigil? Don’t you need it to be dark for that?
Take care.
Is anybody around except you O?
Did you want to take off? I’ll be around and can babysit the cafe.
no, I’m not going anywhere. I was on the phone on and off for a while and I was just wondering if anyone was around so that I should open the lounge.
Did you have you book club discussion on Lolita yet?
No, it’s this coming Wednesday.
I think JimF and AndiF …
I’m back, do I count?
absolutely! Time to open the lounge. Hope you brought your costume 😉
The Lounge is now open.
Please unrecommend this cafe on the way out.