<p>TA DA</p>
<p>confetti :: :: :: :: ::</p>
<p>party horns!!!</p>
<p>dancing in the aisles :cool:
dancing on the bar - that would be sybbie ;)</p>
<p>la cucaracha! la cucaracha! ya ya ya ya ya ya ya</p>
<p>:D :D :D</p>
<p>a little birdie alerted me, Alu :)</p>
<p>::::confetti::::</p>
<p>::::love::::</p>
<p>::::friendship::::</p>
<p>Alu, what say we take off our flame proof suits for some limbo?!</p>
<p>cyber bars and cyber friendship.... who'd a thunk it? </p>
<p>but, 'tis good</p>
<p>limbo limbo limbo! limbo limbo limbo limbo.</p>
<p>That way, when I pass out from too many rum punches, I will already be close to the floor. But, since I attended an elite college!!!probably I will be one of the waitresses anyway:). </p>
<p>(SBMom and I have been enduring fools.)</p>
<p>I'm leaving the flame suit at the DOOR!!!!</p>
<p>It is a friendship, isn't it. Agree. Who knew.</p>
<p>Happy Mother's Day! Friends! Coffee pot is on. Birdies are singing. Sun is up here and I am playing a new composition sent over the net by my son. It's a waltz. On Mother's Day.</p>
<p>Happy Mom's Day to all the wonderful moms on CC and in Sinner's Alley! Toast to you!</p>
<p>I always thought there would never be another thread with as many posts and as many hits a Sinner's Alley on CC, but the Duke LAX thread surpassed this by far in a short amount of time! Come on ladies and gents, gotta keep up!</p>
<p>Happy Mother's Day to all of the CC moms!</p>
<p>Daughter is at post-prom festivities, husband and son are canoeing, I'm enjoying a rare weekend to myself.</p>
<p>Happy Mother's Day to all (even you Dads who can out mom the best of us :)</p>
<p>Happy Anniversary to the SA Crew.</p>
<p>I guess I will be getting some new baskets for my feet to start of year 2.</p>
<p>Ya notice that crash never did come back from hanging out with that towel boy :D</p>
<p>Alu, limbo, limbo , limbo? taking a little walk on the wild side aren't we. But it's okay since last year we had Togas, torch songs, marmot, and duck tape and the spy network.</p>
<p>Curmie and Dodds, </p>
<p>Since you had a really good first year, do ya think we can get some grub now?</p>
<p>Happy Mother's Day to all CC_moms out there.</p>
<p>...and those kids you packed off to college, you'd think they could make you breakfast just this one day of the year. Or at least call. Even if it's with reversed charges...</p>
<p>I got the phone call. Hoo yah.</p>
<p>I got the Instant Message. :)</p>
<p>Mine came home for the weekend, ran me ragged because she wanted to go shopping. Went to a sample sale @ Lafayette148 -boy what women wil do for 80% off. Then went down to SOHO where it seemed like every NYer was out shopping.</p>
<p>D brought home dirty laundry with each passing dayt saying I'm gonna do it. </p>
<p>Have a dead clothes dryer so I told her take it across the street to the laundromat so she could do it all on one sweep. Her response: don't worry, the laundromat is open 24 hours I have plenty of time. Last night washed clothes in the house @ midnight on the premise that she was going to take them across the street to be dried. </p>
<p>Woke her up at at 6 am to walk her dog and to take her clothes to be dried, so she could pack. Guess what, the laundromat that is open 24/7 was closed today to do maintenance. </p>
<p>Had to track down my laundry room key which I have never used. Ended up borrowing a key from one of the neighbors. Then she wanted me to blow dry her hair this morning. Finally got packed dropped her off at the airport.</p>
<p>Left on a 3 pm flight back to boston. Sent an IM saying she missed the 4:55 bus to Hanover because it was pouring rain in Boston and they waited on the runway for 1 hour and the next bus was at 6:45.</p>
<p>She says she now regrets teaching me how to put up an away message on my IM, so I missed the opportunity to chat with her :D</p>
<p>Happy Mother's Day, sybbie. Take your shoes off and I will serve you Breakfast in Bed. Then you can start the day over :D.</p>
<p>Sybbie - did you get anything good for the 80% off? I seem to remember you did not scorn me for my Chanel sunglasses. Which of course I have now lost. Good lord. However, I purchased a 2nd Marc Jacobs purse. Looks just like the first one except it's brown instead of black. Even when I try to be a fashonista I am still just like my mom, once a WASP always a WASP. But I will keep trying to liberate my inner wild person. Perhaps Mother's Day is the perfect time to break out. To buy something that is not black, brown, white or navy blue. I don't know. I will have to meditate on this. Or perhaps Sybbie will just give the vicarious thrill of her daughter's purchases which cannot have all been the above-mentioned colors....</p>
<p>They had some really great clothes, I did not go with the intention of purchasing anything, D wanted to get a dress for formal. They had $600 dresses for $80. They had beautiful sweaters and skirts, regularly $395 for $30. Said, no one ever gets this dressed up, and ended up getting a dress from BCBG (I think the dress she got was really dressy but who am I and it's her money).</p>
<p>We went to JCrew and I saw madras plaid and striped seersucker bermuda shorts flying off the shelf. She went to get a pair of madras plaid flip flops but they did not have them in stock and got a bag instead saying that she will order the flip flops on line. </p>
<p>Did I mention my daughter is the cheapest skate you'e ever want to meet? She does not want to pay full price for anything. Ann Taylor had a really great sale (60% off), so she got some tops and bermuda shorts from them. When it came time to pay, she asked could I pay for her purchases and just take the money back out of our linked account.</p>
<p>We went to Lord and Taylor on friday, and she went to look at the new coach bags. She saw a a bag that she liked but it was $695 :eek: She then commented "coach is trying to be like Mark Jacobs, for what they are charging for the bag I could save a little more money and get a Mark Jacobs bag from Mark Jacobs." That is why I always tell hr to do well in school so that she can get a job that will keep her and her fashionista in the manner that she has become accustomed.</p>
<p>How could I scorn you when I live with your "east coast child"? She wanted to go to Channel when we were in the village to get a pair of those interlocking C's earrings but they were closed :( . She is still holding out for a new pair of shades. I think she is going to hit the grandparents up for them when she comes back in June.</p>
<p>oh was it Mthers day?
so d-a-m-n hot in Portland
reception tonight with the president and dancing- 16 yr old hates crowds decided to stay in the room even though it was hot
so now I am waiting for west wing to be over & I will take her back to her dorm where she has packed maybe 5 boxes-
talk about a cheap skate for the dinner that I even had NYLONS on for, she had a stretched out tshirt that I think I bought her once, and what looked like a woolish skirt- O.K
If I have time before I go back to Seattle I am taking her shopping- there is no point in being a size 4 and dressing out of the goodwill bin. :)
it is really nice out though in the evening-I am sitting in the parking lot outside the lobby , cause our room wireless connection is not so hot!
Happy mothers day!</p>
<p>Thanks Sybbie. It's that little thrill of the hunt.</p>
<p>:::Patooey::::pFfffffft::::::crawling out from the tangerine booth trying to pull ABC gum out of my Dolly Parton slugg wig:::: </p>
<p>Dang, what a week! MOWC, you Outwitted, Outplayed, and Outlasted WC's high school endurance test. You are the ultimate Survivor! The Klingons salute your warrior spirit with flagons of blood wine...ReH nay'meylIjyIn Dujablu'jaj! which means, "May your dishes always be served alive!"</p>
<p>And, Ekitty -- they're buying you a round. ;)</p>
<p>Say, I hear my in-laws are coming for graduation! Gosh, that was wonderful news...I'll just take a firehose to the inside of the house and hire a few goats to chew a hedge maze in the front yard. I believe the Poison Hemlock and Star Thistle are in season. These are the parents of the cats who write the Christmas letter every year. I hope those *@!!% cats cough up a decent graduation check for SluggJr. </p>
<p>Our crazy slugg boy went to his Senior Ball last Friday. In the first place, I never get my hopes up over one of these dances until I see him wearing something other than what he's pried off of the carpet in his bedroom. Last weekend, he asked me to accompany him to the nearest Men's Wearhouse to rent a tux. My first response was similar to the dorky kid who never gets chosen for the team...Whah?...Who, me?! Oh, THANK YOU! I am not an animal!</p>
<p>I couldn't believe my good fortune! My sluggson wanted his sluggmom to help him pick out a tux. This moment was almost as spectacular as the day he was born, which now that I think about it, was painful enough to cause me to experience a past-life regression loosely based on old episodes of Tarzan with me as Maureen O'Sullivan giving birth to Boy while clutching a vine...not fun, btw.</p>
<p>He chose a beautiful tux -- a black, mid-length, no-button Mandarin jacket with a pleated white, wing-collar shirt, silver-gray vest, and matching tie; perfectly-cut trousers with a full break. I asked what color her dress was, and he growled, Brown. Hormonally delirious by this time, I pursued him on the color of her dress...</p>
<p>Did she mention that it was coppery-brown or chocolate brown?</p>
<p>Dark, ominous clouds appeared overhead, and I decided not to press my luck. The Ball was on the day before Mother's Day, and every florist in town was in a dangerous mood. Like a --Don't ask me for one more frickin' flower, or I'll snip your jugular with my garden shears!-- kind of mood. When the florist hucked the corsage toward me from the back of the shop, I intercepted it and immediately noticed that it was a mutant-size, bright purple orchid. No, no, no...</p>
<p>Sluggmon on a mission: Oh, I think I have the wrong one. I ordered miniature white roses and white Dendrobium (fragrant, miniature orchids).</p>
<p>A man florist standing behind the counter immediately snapped, No. The other florist who still had one thigh in the refrigerated case marched up to the counter, checked the receipt, and with her finger underlined the words, "Purple Orchid." </p>
<p>Your order says "purple orchid."</p>
<p>The momentousness of sending the sluggboy to his Senior Ball enabled me to recall every word of my conversation with the man florist when I placed the order. They folded like cheap suits and traded my purple orchid for somebody else's white one. It was already paid for, and we were all about to pull out our switchblades, so I left. </p>
<p>After calling around to three other florists who each screamed at me in a foreign language, I found one who had a cancellation and an extra wrist corsage. It had miniature red roses and white Dendromium...I sent Sluggdad down to pick it up with explicit instructions not to come home with a big, damn purple orchid or yellow Daisies or whatever else they might try to stick him with.</p>
<p>When we showed up for pictures with twenty other excited parents that night, SluggJr presented his very lovely date, who wore a chocolate-brown dress and long pearls, with both corsages. She chose the red roses and Dendrobium. :)</p>