oh yes that too. Had that once, to the point where my BFF got the guy to deliver something to me on a pretext. He had red hair.
The trouble with introducing redheads to each other is ancient blood rises and we circle each other suspiciously. What clan be ye? Be ye Scots or yon Irish, Hoots or Beggorah? next thing out come the tribal weapons and there's bloodshed and awkward questions from the police
No idea why this is. But it is. I have not ONE redheaded friend, and I live in SCOTLAND. Go figure.
Slightly related subject, what do you do when someone tells you that you HAVE to meet so-and-so, you're going to get on like a house on fire, you are absolute twin souls - oh man the pressure. The longer the build-up the more determined I am never ever EVER to meet Mary or Susie or whatever her dratted crammed-with-personality-twin-soul name is
CC I'm not known for my ability to be nice, but that's good advice. I do have a friend whose husband's best buddy just got divorced and wants to drown his sorrows every night with her husband. She's been sweet about it for nearly 4 months now and getting a little tiny bit hostile ..,
Haha Ish think you're okay, she leaves tomorrow and he'll be back on line by Sunday If you can find the time ...
And Crazy, gosh, what a date for me! Hi there, big guy
You have such a sharp eye that I actually found myself wondering about some of the others. REALLY??? Nah! Z's way too young for DC, I think, although I think they'd be lovely. But no comment otherwise. Just much twitching of my net curtains as I peer with interest ...
This is genuinely a hypothetical question, by the way. My friends are not only heavenly, they tend to be far away so can't interfere. But one of them did tangle up with a real blister, and I hadn't backed off out of range so I got caught in the fallout. Ouch, and lesson learned. But in a relationship you can't back off out of range.
Molly, true 'nuff. I do keep forgetting there are nasties and every now and then I run into a wall of spite and jealousy and phew, then I remember that virtual has its downside. Sick puppies.
What makes a successful blog? Think you nailed that already
a) I go with what's on my mind at the time. b) not upset, no. I enjoy comments that spark discussion, sure. Sometimes I've put up a slightly depressed blog and finished the evening grinning from ear to ear. Yay for CS!
c) There've been times I've enjoyed a blog but haven't had anything to add and those are the times I wish we had a 'like' button. d) I like a response, but some bloggers are known to write and run. Often the comments on their blog take on a life of their own BECAUSE no-one expects a response from the OP and that can be fun in itself.
Actually more of our police are to be armed now. Causing a bit of a furore.
Coming from a country where all the police were armed and innocent bystanders were often casualties, I'm agin it but if I was in the thin blue line I'd probably think differently.
Yes, that was a nice bit of fence-sitting. Gimme a break, it's Friday night.
I do wish I had a job that would send me to South Africa even Cape Town. And don't get cross, Un, I'm a Natalian, I don't know much about the Cape either! Although the wine route is awesome, that mountain is a hot and sweaty climb, I know that.
She's potty about sharks, thinks they are beautiful. There's an aquarium thing here on the Forth Road bridge where you can walk through a glass tunnel and see them swimming around but that's not close enough
Personally I like them the further away, the better.
Oh, didn't know that - I thought they went well off-shore? My daughter was going to do it on honeymoon. Luckily wiser councils, and son-in-law, prevailed
That was a long phone call! Where was I? Oh yes. My book disagrees with the internet, it says the year of the Monkey is an excellent time for the Monkey? He can start his own business as achievements, happiness and recognition are indicated. Headaches will come mainly from subordinates, debtors or financiers. Health problems stem from over-exertion.
The friends issue
(in other words I am the wrong clan for everyone. My branch of the Camerons got chucked out generations ago for sheep-stealing, apparently)