learned that Hebe's boyfriend's mom thinks he should be consuming a maximum of 2,000 calories per day. he's 17, 6'2" and athletic (at least two workouts a day)

:eek: :rolleyes:

eating/mental disorders are contagious. she sounds like a carrier.

indeed. Fortunately he has his head screwed on right. he is skinny, but not unnaturally so. And you can't stop a 17yo boy eating if they're set on it.

She also won't let him cross 4-lane roads.

They all love it when Hebe goes to dinner because then they get pizza. And only then

I just watched the US vs Ghana match on on demand. We won again.

bought a new to me Weber gas grill. Pix to follow.

Friend with teenage son - "Did you know that is physiologically impossible to overfeed the adolescent male?"

I just got into bed. Next, i will sleep. G'night.

I just Googled "I just" and top text result was this:

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Now don't quote me on this, but I suspect that not everyone posting on that site has the same rigorous attitude towards accuracy and truth that we are used to elsewhere on the Internet.

Other opinions are available.

Just finished season 2 of Orange is the new black. Good wrap up.

I wish I'd just made love.
But in fact what happened was more useful, if just as squichy.

I found the reason for the increasingly jarring smell in my bathroom.
It was the towel I used to mop up the orange juice that Diz knocked over. Diz has been cleaned and combed and lost patches of hair and is now a clean smooth cat, albeit one who skitters at the sound of my indrawn breath, believing it's a prelude to BIG SHOUTING.

I didn't think about the fact that juice is a "live" product as it were.
I just put the towel with the clothes in the "dirty bin" to wash when I had enough whites to make up a reasonable sized washed. This is quite a nice piece of furniture which has a drawer for my meds on top and a hinged

I just wonder about the rest of your story, Sundae.

Years ago I stupidly did the same thing with a towel used to clean up an entire glass of spilled milk.

I left it in the basement by the washing machine for a couple days and it smelled like there was a dead animal down there. When I finally tracked down the smell, I felt really dumb.

Bloody hell! The bacteria on the towel ate my post!
It was there. It was. Honest.

I can never recapture the sheer quality of the original.
But it was about having the stinky thing in the washing machine on boil wash right now.
And that this was more about an attempt to be ecologically sound by not washing every single item separately and not to do with me being a slattern.

Slatterns of the world unite!