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Heading for moral turpitude? Dahlin, it's always been there! None of us wonder why Berurah is the mother of six.</p>
<p>I learned to drive a boat at 15, and the first thing I did was to run over a dolphin. Considering that said dolphin was in a canal, I don't think that the love tap did more harm to it than was already done... but what can I say... my family knows me as the one who gunned down Flipper. :)</p>
<p>And Slugg, we would be great driving buddies. I realized once that I drive like a NYC taxi driver... was in a taxi there, impatient, realized that the driver actually knew how to "go" around people - through yellows, around people taking rights, lefts, and just flying to my destination... and then I realized, "^$#, I drive like that!" Charlize Theron in the Italian Job - just take out the hot babe, put me in there, and switch out the Mini for a Volvo. :D</p>
HOW COULD YOU!!??!!?? <em>lol</em> <em>I</em> only nearly ran over a guy who was carrying out my groceries.....accidentally put my foot on the accelerator instead of the brake. Seriously, I could have KILLED that guy!!! I'm STILL traumatized by that, and it's been over 30 years since then! :eek:</p>
<p>Well, I was going at idle speed through the canal that leads to the ocean (idle speed so I wouldn't maul a manatee) and I saw a dolphin right next to the boat. Then there was a THUMP and the dolphin appeared on the other side. It just happened!</p>
<p>Having been hit by cars twice, I guess I sympathize with the dolphin.</p>
<p>Just read all the driving stories -- I was on vacation for a few days, so I kind of forgot about it for awhile :). But now, we're back, so, oh boy, here we go again. :eek: We're going to spend more time in the parking lot before we try another left turn! Well, at least there are no dolphins in the street to hit . . .</p>
<p>Well, S2 just got his permit today -- H has taken him out driving, so I'm staying close to the phone in case of emergency. EVERYTHING about this child is harder than it was with his brother -- I am now almost 100% gray from him, and the salon bills are mounting for the color job! This is the kid whose first word was "truck" and who complains that I am too cautious on the road. If ever anyone was going to drive me to drink, it's this kid, so I think I'm in the right place!</p>
<p>UCSC's banana slug makes SI's list of hot mascots. I'll drink to that! We can all say we new Slugg, SluggH, SluggJr, SluggD, SluggEvilNeighbors, Slugg wild-and-crazy-family-of-origin long before fame came their way.</p>
<p>Beer seems in order, but I'm hoping I can have mine in a glass. So much more civilzed than slurping it from a mayonnaise jar lid left out in the garden. :rolleyes:</p>
<p>LOL, jmmom. As much as I love and adore slugs, um...that one, I dunno. I've never seen a slug on the UCSC campus that looks like that one! :D Not sure what they were going for, but it looks like an albino cricket. </p>
<p>I see the Stanford Tree made the Not Hot List. :( The one in the picture looks like it has a fungus! The one they use during football season actually looks much better. Yay for Oski -- Go Bears!</p>
<p>Pass me my mayonnaise lid. I'll have one of them beers! TGIF...We heard from the engine shop today, and the Volvo's turbo engine is fried. La-la-la-lala! On to the Senior Ball. :D</p>
<p>Yes, slugg, although devastated by the Stanford Tree dissing, I was uplifted by the Oski award - let's hear it for the Ozzie Nelson wardrobe look. My two alma maters cancel each other out in the Hot/Not Hot competition. Maybe they'll review Wellesley for a tie-breaker?</p>
<p>Moot, for a Brass Rat, Tim the Beaver is CUTE! Couldn't Wellesley share MIT's beaver mascot? On second thought, Blue is fine. I'll tell you what else is cute...finding Turtley, little sluggtot's bed buddie, still tangled up in his covers. :::Ahhhhhh:::: ;) </p>
<p>I admit I ventured into the lair of the beast, yesterday. Had to, his lamp was on, and I'm turning into an OF when it comes to lights. The stench in there is enough to kill a water buffalo, but y'know, I had to turn off that lamp! He is a <em>pilot,</em> as my grandmother-in-law used to say. Pile it here, pile it there...which is a lifestyle I cannot relate to. I think I probably had a very organized playpen when I was two. Blocks over here, teddy bear, et. al. over in this corner, blankie neatly folded, leaving plenty of room for me and my life-size walking doll with the pink hair to frolic in the middle. </p>
<p>Which is why I want to recommend a book called, Tidying Up Art, by Ursus Wehrli. It's perfect for the Sinner's Alley Book Club because it has no words. This is laugh manna for my people, stay-at-home moms and any former Yuppies who gave up Jones of New York suits for projectile barf in their flipflops. :D</p>
And here I <em>thought</em> I was a SAHM all of these years, and come to find out, I'm a PILOT too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Too bad the pay is crap. ;) ~b.</p>
<p>p.s. Sluggers, can you come over for about two weeks? S is bringing his best college friend home when he flies in, and he's already warned him of the "war zone" nature of our abode, but somehow I think that NO ONE can fathom it...not really...... <em>lol</em> :D</p>
<p>So today is our "one-two punch" day. TJFH picks up his SAT I scores from the April 1 test today (well, I already picked them up online, heh...) and takes his road test for his driver's license this afternoon. I'll weigh in later on the results; right now I'm trying to figure out which score to use (W or CR) to compare to "V" in previous years, for the schools he's interested in. (It will make a major difference which is the answer, btw...) We are not talking the typical 2300 CC kid here, but I'm pretty proud of (most of) his score (really too bad about that dyslexia and that early language deficit, though...).</p>
<p>For anyone else picking up SAT scores today, or having a kid go for their license, I offer a huge gulp from the vat of lemon drops I'm going to have the barkeep set on the bar here. I think I'll ask him to get out the fountain and wash it off, so we can just stick our glasses under there and refill until oblivious.</p>
<p>I couldn't sleep last night with nerves about the upcoming SAT I scores. But I pat myself on the back for realizing it was his test, it was up to him if he prepared well enough, and if he didn't do well it was his choice to take it again or not. For once I really felt myself handing over this whole process to him and realizing I'm an observer. So I was apprehensive for him, but not emotionally invested. I didn't even sneak a peek before him. This -- and refusing to respond to a poster's snarky comment on another thread -- is a major milestone of growth for me.</p>
<p>Hey I have got a basket full of the largest lemons you have every seen and I will fresh squeeze them over in the corner and make some out-of-this-world lemonade! In fact, I'll put the local hedgies to work on it right now. The marmots said they would bring their bouzoukis later for a few tunes and I have a crate full of dishes we can throw around wildly just in case anyone wants to celebrate later. I mean, it is Easter Monday, driver's license test day and SATs are in.</p>
<p>Excuse the actual substantive answer here in the Alley, but hasn't it been V=CR, moot? For 2010, many/most schools weren't even considering the Writing score. Hope that's the right answer. If not, it's at least late enough here in the East for a Bloody Mary.</p>
<p>BurnThis, you're in the right place. No snarking allowed in this joint. The rules are strictly enforced by the marmot brigade. As payment, the squirrelly ones ask only for the occasional Cheeto, Cheese Nip, or Cheese Doodle to be dropped on the floor. The orange powder gives them their special powers! ;)</p>
<p>Belly up to the keg of Lemon Drops, my dear, and we can trade war stories on what it's like to be the parent of a high schooler. POHS (Parent(s) of High Schoolers) speak in a special code, as in "V=CR," which like the high frequency of a dog whistle, is imperceptible to most humans...unless you've got a kid who has taken the SAT. </p>
<p>And, as my Aussie friend likes to say, "Bugger the neighbors!" This also applies to snarkers. :D</p>
<p>Ahhh... It's so relaxing in here. Can I get a virtual drink and just hide out? My wife was out of town for the past three days, and of course she always leaves a chore list that would normally be about three MONTHS of effort. I'm exhausted.</p>
<p>She went to an intense training session for the Noah's Wish group. They do animal rescues in disaster situations. I got a call from her early into the second day where she proudly announced that she was now fully certified in Animal CPR...</p>
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My wife was out of town for the past three days, and of course she always leaves a chore list that would normally be about three MONTHS of effort.
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This is strictly against the Spouse-Out-of-Town rules, Dig. Send her over to me for some Spouse-Out-of-Town Training and Orientation. DH is out of town for another two weeks (that short?! :p). When spouses are out of town, the proper behavior of the remaining spouse is to: [ul][<em>]use BOTH sides of the bed - books,mags,bonbons,cracker crumbs on THEIR side[</em>]eat all meals at whatever time strikes your fancy[<em>]re-define the concept of *meal</em>: baked potato represents a three-course meal when you include butter, salt/pepper; brownie batter unbaked from the bowl is a "light" meal; an occasional binge on creamed spinach keeps the intake balanced in accord with all food pyramid guidelines[<em>]hog the remote; watch what YOU want when YOU want to[</em>]clean the place up before they get back[<em>]pay cash and burn the receipt for the above service so s/he thinks you've lived this way the whole time[</em>]enjoy[/ul]</p>
<p>LOL!! jmmom, excellent rules, but don't anyone tell my H about this thread or he'll be on to my nefarious ways and I might have to plead innocence! We are now almost 2/3 of the way through a 6-week period in which he will take <em>SEVEN</em> business trips, most of them overseas, yielding a total of 4 days at home during that period. To say it's been a roller coaster (and that I've had to rush-clean-up more often than a human should have to do) is an understatement.</p>
<p>(Reminder to self: call him in Barcelona in 45 minutes and wake him up from his jetlagged "nap" so he can finish putting together his presentation for tomorrow...)</p>
