Welcome to the Commenting Pixie Party!
No tupperware?? Damn, I really wanted to get you all to buy some bowls from me. Only kidding, I do not sell Tupperware, but I do need some new bowls.
I would never throw up on your rug, I am polite; I always make it to the toilet or at least the grass.
Oh, I wanted to thank you for making me think of impending doom. When we were at Costco yesterday all I could do is check out the canned food and think what would we most like to eat for 3 months. Kid L thought my fascination with mass quantities of canned food was crazy!
Actually, ever since Target stopped selling Tupperware, I have been sadly deprived.
Hey, anyone got any Tupperware to sell?
No, but I have some money trapped in a Nigerian bank that I could use your help with.
Good rules. May I steal them for my blog?
Sure, Liz -- link away!
What can I do to help you out, Corndog? You need my Social Security number, or just the number of my checking account? I'm always happy to help!
Just wanted to say hi- found you via Jody @ RaisingWEG. Like your rules- mine are similar (if still only in my head at this time.)
I actually have a bunch of Tupperware I'm getting rid of. Not that you need anything else to worry about, but I finally let one of those magazine articles about microwaving + plastic get to me. I bought a bunch of glass storage containers. They look nice and they don't get stains on them from tomato sauce or curry.
Excellent requirements, PS. I have half a mind to steal...errr, borrow them. Just kidding (sorta).
Glad to be back and reading you.
You want to link to the rules, Leggy, Jessica, or anybody else -- you have my permission.
Glad to have you back, Jessica! Leggy, welcome to the commenting pixie party! KathyR, I'm all over that apocalypse. Maybe we saw the same LA Times article several months ago. I stll have my thousands of yogurt containers, but I use pyrex for microwaving.
could someone please pass the sangria? thank you.
Mmmmmsangriammmmmmm.
And mmmmmmtortilla chipsmmmmmmm.
No *that's* my kind of party, PS!
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> No *that's* my kind of party, PS!
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Of course, I meant to say:
"Now *that's* my kind of party, PS!
Obviously, I need to hire an editor to go over my posts first. Sheesh.
Any rules about which toys we can play with? Because toy trains are my favorite -- and it looks like you've got a nice set.
What about the nipples? Why no mention of nipples? Hrumph.
Can we make new pixies tell one embarassing fact about themselves when they first arrive? PLEASE?!?!?!
Do we *really* want to know about the nipples of new pixies, halloweenlover? Look deep into your soul before you answer.
jo(e), we have thousands of toy trains. Perhaps if you distract LG with the tortilla chips, he'll let you play with them.
Do you have play dough? I like play dough? Oh, but you have little kids that probably eat it and then spit it back in. I'll bring the play-dough, you provide the sangria. And I promise not to let the imaginary cat out.
Late to the party AGAIN, so now I'm doing double shots of Jaegermeister to catch up.
And just so I know--who's in charge of holding your hair back when you make it to the potty to puke?
We gots the playdough, PPB. We've got it in two colors: Totally All Mixed In Together Gray, and Gray Studded with Discrete Pieces of Other Colors.
Late, what is late? The party never ends; it is infinite. At an infinite party, you can never arrive too close to the end. Thus you can never be late.
On second thought, maybe there is something else being passed around this party besides the pitcher of sangria. Anyone else got the munchies?
Man. And I already broke PS's rules! I did the taboo "advertising for my own blog" on her blog. Well, I can always claim that since PS and Corndog pushed me to stop wasting their bandwidth and get my own blog that I wasn't really *breaking* the rule, I was more informing people who had previously insisted that I shove off that I had followed directions. Man, was that a sentence, or what? I gotta slow down on the sangria!
These rules a great, Phantom. I got a weird, nonsensical comment yesterday from someone with no e-mail or homepage, and I was not sure what to do. I'll be linking to your brilliance shortly.
KLee, you were not breaking the rules. We were BEGGING you to get a blog, for goodness sake. The announcement that you had gotten your own blog was of more than general interest to the party.
Now if you had said, "I started a blog, so let's everybody pick up the party and move it over to my place instead," that would be different.
Blogwhoring is sort of like pornography. Hard to define -- but you know it when you see it.
yay for the chips... 
I know you have trains, but do you have Brio? Mine is all packed away in the basement, along with the Playmobil and the Legos. If those plastic toys were edible, we wouldn't need any apocalyptic canned goods at all.
No Brio. Just Thomas the Frickin' Tank Engine, and more Thomas the Frickin' Tank Engine.
It really pains me to think that one day the Legos and Playmobil will have to go in the basement. I don't *want* to get too old to play with them!
Songbird and PS -- if you all feel that you (and/or your children) are too old to enjoy the Playmobil sets, I would *gladly* take that burden upon myself. I would have to think of any lost little Playmobil people, searching for a home. So, out of the goodness of my heart, I will grudgingly open my home to all those in need of a Playmobil repository. (Please?!)
I'll even beg!
KLee! The guiltiest my mother has ever felt in her life was the time we believed she had thrown out our old Playmobil people. We made SUCH a stink, and when the missing Playmobil were found still tucked away in the basement, we INSISTED that they be brought back upstairs for safekeeping.
Did I mention that we were in college when this drama took place?
They're all still sitting in a huge bin in my old bedroom at my parents' house. I can't wait for Baby Blue gets old enough and wise enough to stop trying to swallow the pieces...
Oh, there's no way I'm parting with them. I might have grandchildren someday (something I am loathe to admit contemplating after the thread at Friday Mom's).
I hope I'm not guilty of blogwhoring, by the way, since I have no idea what that is and I don't even think I would know it if I saw it.
Trust me, Songbird; you would know it if you saw it.
Brio? I, for one, am never giving up Hello Kitty. So glad we had s!
Darn that ridiculous kid-proof, anti-smut software. The last word is 'female persons rhyming with pearls' -- what the heck am I going to do with this ridiculous filter on. Does anyone else have this problem?
, Mary. No, I have never seen that particular problem before. But here's a big old welcome to the commenting pixie party to you and your overenthusiastic filtering software!
Gee can I join the party??? You sound like you give good parties...I don't drink or do drugs and I promise not to puke on the carpet. I am Polite(well most of the time) And I promise to keep my potty trucker mouth to myself (although my teenager wish I would do that all the time. LMAO!)
So far I LIKE what I read....
Hugs
Of course you can, SilverCreek Mom. Welcome to the commenting pixie party!
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