<p>Can someone spill me some Baker's bourbon? Mmmmmm, thanks Sybbie...</p>
<p>Is it too early/late to join the party? Mimosa, please!</p>
<p>/me waves on her way out the door. Heading tonight to Venice and Salzburg, I'll have to find out what they're drinking there these days and raise a few to my homies back in SA. Finishing the details today is gonna be tough -- S#1 and I are both scheduled at work, I'm hoping to convince him to leave early this afternoon since he hasn't started packing yet, so breathe a few convincing mumbles in our direction.</p>
<p>It's kind of nice that we can still have a family vacation together, huh. I'm guessing this won't happen for too many more years. Like... maybe none. Keep my stool warm for me, will ya? Back in a couple weeks.</p>
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What? No wireless access on the canals?</p>
<p>Moot - mumble mumble mumble.</p>
<p>I must say you do seem to live a glamorous life:). Reminds me of my mother, as she read the NYT travel section one day, who was heard to say, " Should I keep this article? Oh no, I don't think so. I will never go to Finland again..."</p>
<p>Sinner's Alley does have a flotilla of trained dolphins at the ready to invade the canals, jmmom shall we let them loose? It's so cute the way they can balance the drinks trays without spilling ...and the little umberellas twirl in the wind...</p>
<p>It's so damn hot, I'm ready for a breakfast Pimms #10...it goes well with Wimbledon!!</p>
<p>LOL! Dolphins and Finland! :) :)</p>
<p>I say, let loose the dolphins. Seals, too, if you can find them. I think I saw one of them balancing a very drunk Sybbie on its nose. ;)</p>
<p>Alumother - I wish I had a glamorous life-style mother...mine went on a trip to Hong Kong before the '97 hand over, and while trying to get a ferry ride to Macao ended up with a group of labourers heading back to mainland China...they got her in the right direction eventually (luck of the Irish!) :)</p>
<p>Marmots, dolphins... I imagine we've got penguins for anyone heading to one of the Arctics; camels for the Sahara. Just like the Boy Scouts, SA folk are always prepared. Yes, set them loose, BHappy. I'll have a Frozen Daiquiri in honor of my penguin-related thoughts.</p>
<p>Hey, intrepid is just as good as glamorous. Actually, better.</p>
<p>Luckily my mom is very nice and reasonably intrepid and very short:) so we just chuckle at the glamour bit. Other glamour comments from the little mom have included a discussion of why it is imperative to have three bathrobes (winter, summer, and travel of course), and why is it so hard to find a good pair of grape scissors these days...</p>
<p>Can dolphins and the rest of our menagerie also use grape scissors? Pimms, grapes, and perhaps a little Wensleydale!</p>
<p>Alumother...cough, cough, the dolphins don't have thumbs... however I believe the Marmot King does own a small silver grape peeler... :)</p>
<p>I guess I figured that their upper jaw/nosie thing would go into one hole of the scissors and their lower jaw/chinnie thing would go into the other hole. But hmm, the physics of that is flawed.</p>
<p>Bring on the Marmot King!</p>
<p>Oh jeez. I really do have to do some work. :(</p>
<p>Waiting for 11:30 to go to the gym. Makes it bearable to do my cardio when I can watch hunky men in shorts doing much more gnarly cardio.</p>
<p>VIVE LA FRANCE!!!</p>
<p>Thanks aries,</p>
<p>Just when you thought my only talents were dancing on tables with plastic baskets on my feet and an old fashionably decorated fried chicken bucket on my head. </p>
<p>That's the great thing about SA, ya never know what gonna happen next. Actually all of this twirling and spinning is creating a breeze that is cooling down my hot flashes. Don't know why we didn't get the seal sooner. Because we are such a classy joint we wont even mention the trapeze all the way in the corner of room. Talk about flying with out a net.</p>
<p>Imagine my surprise when it turned out I own a pair of grape scissors!</p>
<p>Of course, I bought them to cut flowers.</p>
<p>If SA starts acquiring dolphins who have been genetically designed to have opposable thumbs, I'm out of here. :)</p>
<p>Are we talking about grape scissors or peelers? The former are used to cut grapes as they grow out of the plant, correct? I, for one, just peel them with my teeth when I eat them. I'm also the type to nibble the Oreo top off.</p>
<p>He he. The kind of grape scissors my mother was referring to are usually made from silver and have handles that look like birds or frogs or flowers and are used to neatly cut only the twig of grapes that you want off of the big bunch in the refrigerator. Thus avoiding the 5-6 grapes that usually spring from the larger bunch unchecked and boing around on your kitchen floor causing a mess.</p>
<p>Looking for some action? Head down to your county's administration building on the day that every county employee is out picketing with loud speakers and stadium horns, and 3 news crews are there, and cops are standing around with their hands in their gunbelts, and they don't look happy, at all...And, you are on a mission to pick up civil harassment restraining order papers to slap on your axe-happy neighbors who keep threatening to cut down the heritage trees in your back yard.</p>
<p>Haven't ever crossed a picket line, but there's a first time for everything. Must get the forms! Wandered around inside the admin building looking for the right department and got called a scab on the way in 'cause somebody couldn't tell the difference between a wild slugg on a hunt for forms and a temp. Went into the wrong building and had to go back out through the picket loin...er, line. Trucked up the street to Civil Court, got bounced around to three windows, and headed over to Family Court, where I finally scored and got the right forms! </p>
<p>Sat down at the table where I was instructed to go by Helga the security princess, directly across from a 16-year old and her fired-up mother who was filing a restraining order against the girl's ex-friends. Big, flemmy coughs erupted from the girl every 20 seconds as we all listened to her mother read each question of the 32-page form out loud. So, I moved to another table just in time to be next to an enraged ex-wife who was going ballistic at her ex and a police officer. She got her belligerent self escorted out of the building, and then, a baby started crying. Then, some chick sitting across from me announced that men have all the power because her spouse had served her with divorce papers. The woman with the crying baby was screaming at someone over the phone...</p>
<p>Just an average day in Family Court! :o Since I had managed to sift through only 4 pages of forms, I decided to pack it in and fill out my papers at home. Tomorrow, I'll go see the judge. :cool:</p>
<p>If Dig's still buying, I'll take a Bombay Sapphire gin & tonic with a lime twist. :)</p>
<p>Dahlin, have two. Sounds like you need it! :)</p>
<p>La France a gagne!</p>
<p>Allez, Allez, Allez, Allez.</p>