Joyce: You know, if you raised the foot rest on the recliner, your feet would be in the sun.
Bob: Right.
Joyce: So, aren't you going to put your feet in the sun?
Bob: No.
Joyce: But it would keep your feet warm.
Bob: True, but my feet aren't cold.
Joyce: They must be.
Bob: Are your feet cold?
Joyce: Yeah ...
Bob: So if I put my feet in the sun, do you think that would make your feet feel warmer?
Joyce: It wouldn't hurt.
Bob: Right.
Joyce: So, aren't you going to put your feet in the sun?
Bob: No.
Joyce: But it would keep your feet warm.
Bob: True, but my feet aren't cold.
Joyce: They must be.
Bob: Are your feet cold?
Joyce: Yeah ...
Bob: So if I put my feet in the sun, do you think that would make your feet feel warmer?
Joyce: It wouldn't hurt.
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I have bad news. The electric blanket seems to only be working on my side. It is an old blanket. What would happen if we stacked the electric blankets on top of each other? The one from the guest room and this one? Would that create unusual magnetic storms?
We don't have an electric blanket, for that matter we don't even have a heater. We don't need one...I have hot flashes. :)
We are a green family.
I love these conversations!
Evening Primrose Oil capsules seemed to have helped that hot flash problem. Bob is the furnace in our bed. He is HOT HOT HOT !
Joyce--
I trust you haven't been spiking my muffins with Evening Primrose ... right? (BTW, I think maybe the controls on the electric blanket are switched.)
Burkulater--
Not as much as I do.
Gladys--
Here in Texas we get these hot gusts out of the west. It's good to know why.
that does not make sense. ifffin I spiked your food with evening primrose oil, you'd no longer be that furnace, so since you are a furnace that keeps me warm all night, ergo...
thanks for setting the possum trap last night. I am glad you spotted a live one loose in the yard.
Joyceee--
Shame the 'possum did go for the cat food. I have such a hankerin' for an after-Thanksgiving treat.
No, dear, we don't eat them, you take them to their new home--that park by the river, and it is not our fault when trucks run over them...accidentally.
I do remember that fancy coat you bought me in El Paso that had a possum fur collar...
I just told you the collar was made of 'possum. It was actually Siberian hamster.
Ah, Faulty Towers...yes, now I remember...
your muffins are toasting in the kitchen. when you hear it "ding", yours are ready. I want to leave mine in there for more crisping.
Fetch me my muffins, woman.
my pleasure.
Do we have any golf clubs?
No, dear. We have no golf clubs. I'm no Tiger Woods (and of course, the corollary to that is "You're no Elin").
I believe what you meant to say is: "Your wish is my command."
Help! How shall I reply? You know me too well. My very thoughts...
It is raining, no spitting outside. Look towards something dark, like the tree bark or bushes...
Sallycat says thank you for the fresh water and greenies.
Feeding cats and 'possums -- it's what I do. Hmm, I think this comment thread has lost focus.
Lost Focus? Sounds like a good name for a blog.
let's go listen to McCrystal's speech.
he sure uses the word "clarity" alot. I guess if your name has crystal in it...
So HOW long have you been married? Just put your feet up and the conversation would have been over.
Makes perfect sense to me. MEN!
Rita--
Yeah, you're right. You think after 32 years I'd have learned.
Joyce--
McCrystal must be used to talking to women (Hillary and Barack), so he's big on being verrrrry clear.
I'm my wife's bed furnace also, but she seems incapable of acclimating to the "chimney exhausts". I frequently have to duck under the covers to escape the shower of Glade, which comes down like a falling dew. Doo, dew? There may be a pun in there somewhere...
wow--you got two anonymous spams in the comments. oh, dear.
change of subject: my velveteen rabbit nightgown is just too hot with the electric blanket.
I think I puffy heart Joyce.
now it is a sunny, sunny yet colder than normal Wednesday, and I am waiting on Bob to call so we can DO lunch. It is rare for him to be in Fort Worth for "meetings" and free for lunch.
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