NJ has malls...good ones!

And besides Princess will be there to help you ;)

Well.... hmmmm, but my dad has about 300 acres and a lake with a deck and beer on tap,and lots a other Cocktails.. and we would be secluded,and tons of room for doggies to run and play... and maybe I'll throw him out of his house,and ya can all have your own room... Camp Rosenberry..:rolleyes:

HMMM well Teri and I make two in NJ. I and HAVE the pool.

Gina, don't blame you I HATE flying, which brings me to my OT..

Ever have recurring nightmares? I keep having this really weird dream that I miss a flight and the plane crashes. Funny thing is it is not in the air it is driving down the highway. I always get to the airport just as the close the gate for boarding. Then I am watching it drive down the highway. I get on another plane, but it's really not like a plane, more like a movie theater and the pilot just sit in the front of the theater, this plane doesn't fly either, just drives down the highway pass the one that crashed. I have this dream at least once a week. Any ideas on what the heck this means or I just need some mental help!!!!!!

Teri we where at the dog park for how long???? 4 1/2 hours. That's true with Deb I don't think anyone else is going to be able to do much talking.

Our resident dream specialist, should be here momentarily,, she'll get to the bottom of that for ya.;)

Gheez, Deb certainly takes her darn sweet time getting here these days.:dogsm6: :dogsm6: :dogsm6: Must be those darn aliens.:yoda: :yoda: :yoda: That or she is just sitting on her newly stained deck eating bon-bons.

google dream interpretation and see what comes up. Funny story, one of our clients mentioned a dream he had. One of our business developement people is big in interpretation. So she goes on and on, saying it means he takes too many chances and he needs to stop and think before he just jumps in. She gets all done and he says "Maybe you are right. I think I'll rethink this whole project" We lost a 10 million dollar piece of business because of her dream interpretation!

:wavey: :wavey: Oh Oh...I've got an idea! Since Gina doesn't like to fly....we can all fly to sunny California....and I bet that if Gina doesn't shop for 1 week she could use the money she saved to buy our tickets!!

:eyetearss :eyetearss :eyetearss :eyetearss

NOW you are talking!

Nope, no flying! I have a very bad ear, it erupts when I fly, and I'm the first one off the plane to get to a hospital. Nope, not doing that again, they said last time if I wanted to keep my hearing, stop flying. That's all they had to say, I will never fly again.

Very good BM reminds me of that game concentration!

I so love that mall!!!!!

There ya go, problem solved! :D

Nope, I bet she's typing up this mornings summary.:D :D :D

Gina....you gotta fly... a road trip would take you 5 days one way. I fly everywhere. No driving. Cept for Gina's house....I could be at any of yours in 1 hour. Have flown to OH, RR. 1 hour and 125 bucks round trip. Last time I went to Ginaland....7 hours and 500 bucks. Which is a good price for a plane ticket to CA. On the plane...Mr Cutie, I look like Matthew Mccanahay (yeah, I know, he doesn't care either)...sat with dd and I. Flew into Houston....transfer planes...guess who gets to sit with us again. So, are ya in the mile high club? Wanna be? LOL.

Virginia is mid way....I checked. ;)

LOL!!!! You got something against shopping????

I just love to shop!:p :p

Someone's gotta listen, ya know.

Btw, people have been coming in HERE and talking to ME this AM...that's why I haven't been posting and am 4 pages BEHIND every time I check....

Ooooo, I wanna go to Camp Rosenberry. I got dibs on the top bunk. :D

PS To rr....I never thought you had a deprived childhood with no toys. Only children have everything....I should know....I have one of those. ;)

Just received a cute email

Dog's Diary

7 am - Oh boy! A walk! My favorite!
8 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9 am - Oh boy! The kids! My favorite!
Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favorite!
2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favorite!
3 pm - Oh boy! The kids! My favorite!
4 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
6 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Mom! My favorite!
7 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Dad! My favorite!
8 pm - Oh boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs on the couch! My favorite!
11pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in my people's bed! My favorite!

Cat's Diary

Day 183 of my captivity ... My captors continue to taunt me with
bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while
I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the
hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction that I get from clawing their
furniture. Tomorrow I will eat another houseplant.

Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while
they were walking almost succeeded - must try this at the top of the
stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repel these vile oppressors, I once
again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair. I must remember
to try this on their bed.

Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable, and to strike fear into their evil hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was. Hmmm, that did not work according to plan....

There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in
solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell
the food. More important, I overheard that my confinement was due to my powers of inducing "allergies." I must learn what this is and how I may use it to my advantage.

I am convinced the other captives are lickspittles and, perhaps,
snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to
return. He is clearly a half-wit. I believe the bird, on the other hand,
to be an informant who speaks with them regularly. I am certain he
reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room,
his safety is assured. But I am patient. I can wait, it is only a matter
of time...

Ya know what happens at camp.. you on the top bunk... you're sleeping your hand falls over, we put it in some water, you wet the bed! :cool:

LOL!!!:) :) :)

LOL!!!!!!!
I so remember that!!!!!!:D :D :D :D

Don't want to be the one on the bottom bunk then either.:eek:

FYI~ This thread is gonna hit 4,000 post today! :D
So much babbling... it's crazy.:rolleyes:

babbling??????
Hey there's a bunch of very important stuff on here!!!:rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes:

We were sent to9 camp every summer.
Mom and Dad would take off for the summer,
and stick us in camp. I guess it was kind of fun,
but I wouldn't send my kids.

I often think of the " others" who have to notice the count on this thread, and ya know they gotta come see, what goes on here.. ( hence the 10,000 lookey loos) anyhow.. I wonder what goes through their minds,,, " Good God that's the kinda stuff they talk about? :rolleyes: "

Like... flying, camp, old toys, old games, drinking, the weather, pools, shopping, FOOD, recipes, what else have we talked about here.....?

wabbits, don't forget the wabbits. And peeps. And nekkid swimming puppies. No wonder they only looky look.