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Post by steph on Dec 5, 2013 16:38:04 GMT -5
Haha, negative pregnant. I have been heading for bed as early as 8pm lately - as soon as both little ones are asleep at the same time, Ed and I race each other to the bed to see who can fall asleep first. :/ But since I'm up several times a night I won't have to wait till morning to see if I live.
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Post by paigelueez on Dec 5, 2013 17:04:13 GMT -5
Damn work and working and not realizing that I should be checking in ON THE REGS. I missed both quizzes by hours. Admittedly, I did spend a decent chunk of my work day looking at houses on zillow, which is one of my favorite time wasters as is refreshing DListed.com throughout the day. This game - it requires more attention than I thought. ESPECIALLY if there are prizes to be won mid-day. I commit! And I'm totally going to start proudly calling myself negative pregnant around my mom. Maybe that will stop the inquiries and hints??
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Post by ApricotJelly on Dec 5, 2013 17:12:54 GMT -5
I don't think anything will ward off the "when is Paige going to settle down and get herself pregnant" talk, unfortunately.
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Post by tayleemakesmegag on Dec 5, 2013 18:58:51 GMT -5
Crap. I missed trivia. I need to get my head back in the game. Sorry Ari, mommy has to mafia.
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Post by clairetron on Dec 5, 2013 19:01:59 GMT -5
I love daydreaming on Zillow!
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Post by cornfedhussie on Dec 5, 2013 19:05:10 GMT -5
I've lost many hours to Zillow.
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Post by elizadella on Dec 5, 2013 20:25:44 GMT -5
checking in, i didn't forget we were playing mafia or anything. *whistles*
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Post by yogabbagabba on Dec 5, 2013 20:29:10 GMT -5
Checking in!  |
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Post by blacksheep on Dec 5, 2013 20:43:44 GMT -5
Checking in, y'all.
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Post by hottamolly on Dec 5, 2013 20:55:10 GMT -5
Checking in, hoping I'll be here in the morning ...
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Post by GuineaHousewife on Dec 5, 2013 21:03:22 GMT -5
Checkin' in.
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Post by cornfedhussie on Dec 5, 2013 21:04:04 GMT -5
So, I found my Mickey corn pic.
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Post by ApricotJelly on Dec 5, 2013 21:04:17 GMT -5
Molly, Princess Liz is mesmerizing.
I'm here too. And I have girl scout cookie order forms. Lots of them. Who wants cookies?!?!!!
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Post by flabbyphanny on Dec 5, 2013 21:12:29 GMT -5
I'm here and checking in. Georgia is refusing to sleep so my dreams of an early bedtime are crushed.
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Post by cornfedhussie on Dec 5, 2013 21:12:44 GMT -5
GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!
Girl Guide cookies suck. (Sorry, Kallie.)
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Post by chicagoshells on Dec 5, 2013 21:14:05 GMT -5
Ha love the pic Becky.
And now I want thin mints. Dammit.
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Post by dirtymexicanheeb on Dec 5, 2013 21:25:03 GMT -5
Night #1: "I'll have the #6 with a coke, please."
Brooke was famished. She tried really hard not to eat fast food, but when she had such long days with minimal time to stuff her face, she gave in to temptation. Today was just one of those days. She patiently stood in line while she checked out the cashiers' name tags. "Nyvayuh. Frickin Nyvayuh." She rolled her pretty blue eyes and moved onto the next. "Jaxin." She was starting to lose her appetite.
"Can I help you?" A miserable looking woman, probably around 25 years old or so, barely looked up from under her visor. Before even considering her order Brooke's eyes quickly darted towards her name tag. If the girl had a craptastic name, she would order a burger. If she had a nice name, she would order chicken.
"Peightyn." Brooke felt queasy. "Uhhh yea...Peigh...tyn...is it..? I'll have the #6 with a coke, please." The girl rang up the total and told Brooke it would be ready in a few minutes. "Bless it," she responded. Brooke was so polite that way.
The southern belle grabbed her food and walked towards the door. She heard laughter and got distracted. "A BALL PIT!? I LOVE BALLZ!" Brooke ignored the "No one over 4"5 please" sign and jumped right in. Oh, she felt like a little kid again! There was a yellow one...a green one...a red one...and ooooh Brooke's favorite---blue! Blue ballz everywhere!
Brooke went to get up as she felt tired and so ready to scarf down her food. She reached for the side to regain her balance but she tripped and fell on her back. Within moments the ballz bombarded her personal space until she couldn't move. More and more fell down from above as she heard evil voices laughing at her. The balls were so plentiful that they were being jammed in her mouth. Before she knew it, Brooke had finally choked: death by blue ballz.
Night #1 is over. Brooke is dead. LYNCH SOMEONE!!!
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Post by cornfedhussie on Dec 5, 2013 21:27:24 GMT -5
RIP, Brooke.  Nuts. |
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Post by flabbyphanny on Dec 5, 2013 21:28:13 GMT -5
Aww shit. RiP Brooke!! ;(
Somebody wanted the mafia master out!
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Post by steph on Dec 5, 2013 21:37:10 GMT -5
Haha! Death by blue ballz. Sorry to see you die, Brooke, but what an amusing way to go. RIP!
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