Originally Posted By Autopia Deb The person after me is willing to share their imaginary celebrity Internet husband with me.
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter Me, too! 8 hour rule. The person after me has had a pedicure already this spring.
Originally Posted By ophellia well I havent been to WDW, but I really don't have plans to go there...given the time and chance I'll do DLR again and again... TPAM is waiting for a great shot of the next moon rising...
Originally Posted By avro_imagineer aroooh. I'm a night person btw. Even if I get up early for work. I love working from home half the time The person after me knows all the lyrics by heart to a Disney song by the Sherman Brothers.
Originally Posted By ophellia <<<sings them all the time... TPAM will be wearing green on St Patty's Day...
Originally Posted By avro_imagineer <- Owns a deep green suit just for March... Really. The person after me would love to work as an Imagineer or Attractions Host and get compensated at or above current pay levels.
Originally Posted By A Happy Haunt Attractions Host..POTC, I like the outfits TPAM could not live without a sunroof!
Originally Posted By avro_imagineer And only my CUV has it TPAM has undergarments (That includes shirts people!) of different colours.
Originally Posted By Stacers76 Not that anyone needs to know but yes. TPAM is a big weenie when it comes to being sick (and I'm right there with ya so someone fess up!)
Originally Posted By avro_imagineer I don't mind strangers blood, but when it comes to mine or someone I care abouts. Necrotic tissue smell is one of the reasons I don't work Urgent Care TPAM has never smoked in their life.
Originally Posted By ophellia oooo I love 20/20! I was almost late somwhere last week cuz I couldnt tear myself away... the person after me has planted a hanging basket...
Originally Posted By A Happy Haunt I have a spider plant that is out of control, I should make a hanging basket. TPAM would love to share thier wonderful weekend w/us!
Originally Posted By Sara Tonin I'm so glad the out of town relatives will be gone by next weekend...they came to town for my mom's memorial service. The religous fanatic and his wife who adamently deny science and the niece with the half wit, rude husband will just be a memory after Wednesday. My niece, Heather, has a husband called Kelly. They got here last Wednesday and we all met at a favorite restaurant nearby. As luck would have it The last seat available was next to me, so Kelly sat down and as we looked over the menus, Kelly decided his armpits itched so sitting directly over the table he began scatching his armpits. I work in a dr's office and I understand about shedding skin cells and they are all around us and there's not much you can do about it. Am I being too sensitive? So I kept a lock on my lips. Thursday we had a fish fry at the house. He sat in what was traditionally my mom's rocker/recliner and continued to pass gas the entire evening. I said not a word. Friday after the memorial service we had dinner, and since the service was planned to coincide with Mom's birthday my dad had baked a carrot cake (our tradition family birthday cake) and put candles on it. While we were singing Happy Birthday to my mom he decided it would be funny to sing "Happy Unbirthday" to the tune of Happy Birthday. TPAM had a better weekend than I did.
