The Dinette Set by Julie Larson for February 13, 2012

Excuse me………I gotta go throw up!!

Howdy All

I’m not sure how many of you are familiar with VistaBillA regular poster who used to make the rounds, but now seems to be confined to Dick Tracy. Well, here is a song he sang many years ago!! Hit it Bill

This is not a cartoon for the breakfast table!!

Man I’ve looked all over and I still can’t “find it” …………dang

That’s nasty. Have that coat cleaned and burned.

Poor Joy, looking for $, but all she finds are used kleenex…Somehow, I can’t quite bring myself to have a pity party on her behalf…Joyous Monday, CRUSTWOOD.

Come on…“I have friends, you know”….SHE IS LYING!!!!!!

GACK! Well, this one totally puts the kibosh on any conversation I’d hoped to have about cooking or canning! Ewwwwwww! And what is the ‘find it’ supposed to be? I have no idea what I’m looking for…

Good morning, Crustwood. I’m just now getting ready to go to bed. Catch you all later!

Good Morning, Crustwood!

Yuck.What’s worse is I know two quite elderly ladies who DO this…. only not just their pockets.

One puts them in her purse as well; the other stuffs them in her chair, between the arms and the seat cushion.

Both say "Oh, but they’re hardly used. "

“That’s OK, I’ll go find a pen in the bedroom, thanks. You don’t have to look in your purse….(gag)…”

The Find-It is really lost this time. Not even Julie can pin it down.

LOL — maybe it’s just a blank space…. so it could be the middle of Joy’s glasses…. or Burl’s mind.

That reminds me — Julie, just in case you see this, thanks! Always nice when you post.

Welcome VistaBill, too.And thanks for that cut, Leaky.

Marg — now you’re just showing off! But you’re right, it is Monday!Mmmmm… graham crackers. That Joy sure can cook.After his treat, Burl has a 15-minute nap, then quiet time till dinner…. Did you go potty and wash your hands, Burl? Good boy.Use your “inside voice”.Purple Sky — I read yesterday’s comments, too late to answer — but thanks.GymShoe — pretty please, save me some coffee for my actual morning… Maybe we can all have Purple’s marmalade, too … if we sit facing away from the Pennys.BTW Sounds like Julie answered your question about their era.A lot of their stuff is from the 80’s but I’m sure they would still have it in the 90’s.

And BTW Dave, thanks a LOT. Slept right through Sunday.

A strange Monday morning to all, and I’ve never known anyone who saved the used tissues of friends – EVER!@Purple, I agree this one is not conducive to food talk even for foodies like us. I also don’t store any stray money or cards in coat pockets, but purses I sometimes do.

“The world is your oyster”…….eeeeewwwww

Forgot to say, putting a coat that Joy believes is in need of cleaning on the table while anyone is eating (even Burl)- EEEW! Much less all the used tissues.and Julie did a good job with matching up the sign and mugs to the situation- Ma has a world of <<<oysters :-( and loves Puffs, while Burl’s has a sneeze!

Haha. She was looking for money in Mom’s pockets. Enjoy those “Nose Nuggets”, Joy!

“it” is in the work ‘with’ The only it I could find. Hope it is not with the tissues………… Hi Carol, it’s Mom. !!

its inside one of the Kleenex!

vldazzle said, about 3 hours ago

“. . . . . . . ., and I’ve never known anyone who saved the used tissues of friends – EVER”.

Yes, but you’re talking about the Penny’s here. And lets get real gross now, I’ll bet Joy will go and make some sandwiches or something when she’s done there.

I’ll bet Kimberly-Clark is in ecstasy over this mention of their product…

@missjunebug

I think you found "IT"…! ! ! Ha Ha Ha….

I’m guessing that Julie forgot to put the item to look for after the “find-it.” I couldn’t find any of her regular items—¢, teeth, dunce cap, etc. That letter C in the tissues looks out of place. Maybe that was it. Or the “it” in with as missjunebug suggests.

Dirty tissues and oysters? I’ve got to stop reading this while eating my lunch…

Stayin with the theme of “disgusting things at the table”…………What are some of your pet peeves that really annoy you??When it comes to eating, I have a fairly weak stomach. Any inappropriate discussions at the dinner table can kill my appetite in a second. I sort of visualize what people are saying.My main bete noire is when I am in a restaurant eating and someone (it never fails) pulls out a kleenex and graphically blows their nose. It is amazing how ill mannered some people are. I am very much aware of my surroundings so I notice all these things.

Once I was having lunch at Ruths Chris steak house in New Orleans. This was the main hub and catered to various politicians (particularly at lunch). We were in our regular reserved booth 15 (they always kept it for us, as we would go there 2-3 times a week) Everyone was engaging in their own conversations and of course, I was looking around. Well………..here comes the busboy with the water pitcher looking to top off anyone who needed more ice water, he proceeds to sneeze without turning his head or covering the sneeze right smack dab in the opened water pitcher. Needless to say my glass of water got moved all the way to my left with my cloth napkin covering the top. I told my gal pal Dont get a water refill.

Snot funny.

I looked at Thursday’s postings several times, I can not find the post from Julie on there. Can someone link me to it please?Afternoon Crustwood!

Julie’s comments are at the bottom on Friday Feb 10.

You know what? I hate IT, IT disgusts me. IT should leave now! IT is ugly. IT is monstrous. IT is horrible. IT, IT, IT… oh d@mn IT!

Dave, Julie repeated her post on Sunday, too.

May help to know that her user name is Emmmie59.

Dazz and others — yeah, I didn’t mean the ladies I know save other’s tissues.

That’s really disgusting.

But I don’t think Ma actually does that — it was just a childish excuse for having so many.

The most disgusting part is that Joy is emptying them onto the table.

And Leaky… me too. Meals have been ruined for me by discussions of spoiled food, injuries, insects or other sickening things.

Once when my male companion wouldn’t say anything, I embarrassed him by standing up myself, and asking three burly ambulance drivers at the next table to shut up.

They rudely told me to mind my own business, and I said “then don’t make your business MY business.”

They glowered but they stopped. My “boyfriend” was red-faced.

Now, if someone discreetly blows his nose in a paper napkin…. well, emergencies and allergies happen.

But I had a friend who always got out a mirror and went after her teeth with those big toothpick thingies — stimudent? Or is that gum?

Then she put on fresh lipstick, blotted it, and wiped off any that got on her teeth, with the napkin.

I told her it was disgustig and she laughed at me.

I use tissues for many things (ploting brushes in art work, wiping my face while eating and they are omnipresent in boxes around the house as I have allergies to dust etc and I may save a small bunch in some container in the bird room, just to wipe up a bird accident that went astray before it goes to garbage. I would never place on an eating surface or leave out for others to see, however.

And as I have so many boxes in use all the time, they are not the “brands” but my store brand is produced by K-C (Kleenex) and satisfactory to me. I may have a sneeze coming on all the time so I prefer to always have it handy ;-P

@Susan, I agree- even doing makeup at the table is gross. I have full dentures and only wear the lowers to eat (talking is restricted) but I have learned to remove them very discretely and others do not notice as I keep a special pouch in my purse. I would never apply cosmetics or comb hair anywhere near an eating surface and even my boys no longer discuss disgusting things at the table (have not seen any of that in their children either). They just wanted to tease mom back in the day (just as they also put a garter snake down my back etc). Young boys . . .!

Tomorrow is not only Valentine’s, but Arizona’s 100 Anniv. of statehood.

Once driving down the interstate, traffic was a bit jammed so the going was slow. I glance over to the dude in the next car, and he has his index finger in his nose, half way up to his cranium. I look at my friend, and she is peeing on herself laughing at me. Here is my last therapy session (lol)…………Playing video poker at the casino, people are coming out of the buffet, half of em have toothpicks in their mouth picking away. I’m like…….OK

Come on. The tissues are dry. No germs there… Nice to know “ma” has lotsa friends. Wonder why they’re always crying…