tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post1706894722930039342..comments2024-03-28T16:17:27.278-04:00Comments on DON'T READ THIS; IT'S BORING!: Happenings at Chez Sluggy the Last Month or Soslugmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12728856166374248591noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post-56899867870364829982016-07-29T08:13:50.340-04:002016-07-29T08:13:50.340-04:00Nothing dull happens at Chez Sluggy! Hope you fee...Nothing dull happens at Chez Sluggy! Hope you feel better! :)Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13940623529019637336noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post-79391599313753174912016-07-28T15:18:24.894-04:002016-07-28T15:18:24.894-04:00Sorry to hear about your chest booboo, that truly ...Sorry to hear about your chest booboo, that truly sucks, cannot even imagine. Glad your daughter knows how to get a job and get rid of the crappy one. It sometimes shocks me how people stay in business. Obviously, the restaurant you went to for steak has no clue about quality control. You definitely need to let their head office know. Enjoy your pills!Cheapchickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15158208632054014311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post-45371340193974467852016-07-28T03:59:09.289-04:002016-07-28T03:59:09.289-04:00Boob problems are not for the faint hearted. Daugh...Boob problems are not for the faint hearted. Daughter was right to walk away from that mess. I also hate spending money on crappy food. I like to spend money on chocolate.Out My windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13456481267171643227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post-8450230747551470342016-07-27T20:02:24.359-04:002016-07-27T20:02:24.359-04:00I do not want to agree with the nurse. But, when I...I do not want to agree with the nurse. But, when I was bathing about 25 years ago, I felt something on the underside of my breast and my mind jumped to "breast cancer." It was hard and about 2.5 inches long and a bit tender, inflamed. I was crying when I spoke to the nurse who immediately got the doctor on the phone. I described it to him and then realized it could not be cancer. He offered to have me come in right then, and he could send me to a surgeon to lance it or he could refer me to a surgeon who could see me that afternoon. I was still shaking and my voice was trembly. I asked if antibiotics could fix it. Yes. I took three weeks of antiobiotics and was left with a three inch scar on the underside of my breast. It was not where the breast meets chest, but about half way on breast. The scar still remains but is not the least bothersome cosmetically. So, my lump was an abscess and no one knows why it came. Mine did not involve pain pills, so was minor compared to yours.Practical Parsimonyhttp://www.practical-parsimony.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post-87270515896915551282016-07-27T17:24:53.736-04:002016-07-27T17:24:53.736-04:00WTH! Fried green tomatoes are always green!
Hope...WTH! Fried green tomatoes are always green! <br />Hope the breast feels better soon. <br />We had some false alarm crime action the other day. THe police came screaming down the street, jumped out with guns drawn only to find the resident's daughter had left her house key in the house and was jiggling the doors setting off the silent alarm. We started laughing because Cedric The Entertainer was right about what caucasians do when guns are drawn. We were all out in the middle of the street wondering what was going on. I saw more of my neighbors that day than I have in years. #suburbandumbassesAnne in the kitchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01533249631969001657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post-10409399260864401442016-07-27T16:07:29.449-04:002016-07-27T16:07:29.449-04:00It is sort of unbelievable they did not open on ti...It is sort of unbelievable they did not open on time or let her in. I wonder how they plan to succeed this way. This little chain sounds on the way down. <br /><br />I would get out all the jobs bf can help with. It is good for you and your daughter he is handy. <br /><br />Police drama never happens in my either, so I have to drive across town to find any. <br /><br />HS sounds annoying, to say the least. I had to look it up.Practical Parsimonyhttp://www.practical-parsimony.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post-19574497814688753892016-07-27T13:58:39.121-04:002016-07-27T13:58:39.121-04:00Sorry about your breast. Hope it heals quickly. ...Sorry about your breast. Hope it heals quickly. We have a Longhorn steak house not far from us and the food is always good. When you pay that much, your food should be right. CherylCherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03532160415343676858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post-39727792209055744712016-07-27T13:48:36.369-04:002016-07-27T13:48:36.369-04:00I know this is a litany of the things that have go...I know this is a litany of the things that have gone wrong, but thanks for the lunchtime laughs! I could just imagine being right there with you :) Can you send BF here to install a couple ceiling fans? I don't even trust DH to hold the ladder ... Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post-26365352058626297692016-07-27T12:18:36.735-04:002016-07-27T12:18:36.735-04:00"Lump hard......abscess soft."-Damn woma..."Lump hard......abscess soft."-Damn woman, I laughed hard at your misery. All said with love though. And we often say, "it's not a tumor!"Sonya Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01985227040902078422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post-29341769421262635192016-07-27T11:36:40.820-04:002016-07-27T11:36:40.820-04:00Glad the abscess is gone and hope you get to feeli...Glad the abscess is gone and hope you get to feeling bettr soon. <br /><br />How terrible for your daughter at the sub shop. Just for fun, she should have billed them for her gas to get there when they wouldn't open the door for her. hehehe ;)<br />Belindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17486895127003368291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611711622146875201.post-38725864318677097342016-07-27T11:19:59.542-04:002016-07-27T11:19:59.542-04:00So glad your daughter left the shit storm job. Too...So glad your daughter left the shit storm job. Too many of these fast food places have managers and assistant managers that don't know what they're doing. It's really sad. employees need to be treated with dignity, especially the ones that are paid crap. Lorrainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15328674280714013955noreply@blogger.com