How do you expect to keep your kids off the pole if you give them stripper names to begin with? It's all the in spelling:
Just an observation but why flirt with danger. I bet there aren't many Jane's and Agnes's on velvet covered stages in plastic stripper shoes.
If I were serious about losing weight, the first thing I would do is buy nonfat plain yogurt, bananas and broccoli crowns. These three items would be the staples of my diet. It really works if these items are the backbone of your meal plans. Alas I am too lazy, instead I'm eating the Yoplait 6 oz major calorie lowfat fruit flavors instead and my vegetable of choice is the canned green bean. But what a wondrous flavor combination in my mouth when I take a bite of banana and a spoon of strawberry yogurt. Yum, yum, yum!
I haven't heard too much recently about stimulus checks. I looked on the IRS website and the last update was from March or something like that. We're supposed to have a check in the mail on June 20 (yes, the one that past) but I heard from a friend that they just got theirs, which was to have been mailed June 4. So, Pkin and I still dream and plan to buy gas with the money -- if it ever comes.
I want leather seats in my next car. Though it will be years before I can think of buying a new car, I still can dream. I would like a silvery exterior with appropriately colored leather seats inside. Pkin is not on board with the plan. He says the leather would burn you in the summer and freeze you in the winter. I've been in my friends' cars with their dark leather seats, heading to summertime lunches in the mid-day 100+ heat that is characteristic of where I work. I've survived, in both pants and skirts. I've never been in freezing weather, it gets to the 30's a few times at about 5 AM during the year. I'm not usually driving at those times.
I just want them. They look so nice and luxurious. I know I deserve them; I know that I would be a better driver simply because my bottom was kissed by the smoothness of cowhides, appropriate tanned of course -- the leather, not my bottom.