kennell 
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I am here for a challenge also. well, I guess my story is that my family had a great New Year's Eve without any hangovers! :)
Reply #1321. Jan 02 13, 3:31 PM
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| Eruditio
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Once upon a time, there was a lazy, lazy FunTrivia player who had a Medium difficulty challenge. Eventually, she meandered over to this board and made a singularly boring post. However, she has had a marvelous holiday season, and hopes all her gentle readers can say the same. Happy 2013, everyone, and may all your problems this year be as easily solved as a challenge that requires you to blather on a chat board for a while!
Reply #1322. Jan 02 13, 5:07 PM
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Lottie1001
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Today, I completed the first of three new jigsaw puzzles which I was given for Christmas. It has some pictures of well-dressing in Derbyshire in 2006.
Reply #1323. Jan 02 13, 6:01 PM
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james1947
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Heyyyyyyyy...
I am visiting OZ-Australia- for 3 months..Summer time here at this time...YEA...Cold--BRRRR--in middle USA...Suppose to be 40 degrees or around 110 degrees here tomorrow--4 January/Friday..Yikes..Way to HOT for me..I like warm, but that is way to toasty...I will stay inside and play funtrivia.
Reply #1324. Jan 02 13, 7:36 PM
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| jeffcotton
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Loved christmas this year. Got lots of new rubik's cubes and I am getting very close to the world records with some of them.
Reply #1325. Jan 03 13, 2:47 AM
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| scarlet1977
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Hope that you all had great New Years'. Unfortunately, it's all back to normality now!
Reply #1326. Jan 03 13, 2:51 AM
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James25
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The new year at work started with the computer system not working properly for about two hours. So much for starting early for a change. We do so rely on those computers these days.
Reply #1327. Jan 03 13, 2:58 AM
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malama
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The Mouse who came to Christmas: Once in a while our red tomcat brings us a mouse to play with. As he is a mild case of ADD, the mouse usually escapes him. Catching is the tabby's or our task. And once in a while we find a desiccated mouse... About a week before Christmas another one escaped underneath the fridge. Both cats lost interest, I was mildly wondering whether the mouse would meet our other Christmas guests. Alas - a no show. Then yesterday the cats started to stalk the refrigerator again and finally Andreas moved the fridge. The mouse had made a very comfortable nest with our dust mice and stacked up a neat pile of - drumroll - catfood. We cleaned everything up. The mouse was not to be seen, assumedly she had retired to another floor of her fridge appartment. This morning during breakfast we heard a soft rummaging and inspected the drawer I keep my beads in. We found a fresh pile of cat food (definitely accumulated last night, we had changed the type of cat food) and after some careful hunting we caught the mouse. She was very happy, healthy looking and had kept herself beautifully. Soft and shiny fur and cute little button eyes. I wouldn't have objected to become friends with her. We gave her the freedom of the big outdoors, the street side of the house where the cats are not allowed
Reply #1328. Jan 03 13, 3:51 AM
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lorance79
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Got myself a cold from the family for Christmas--thanks! Oh, well, had the week off work so decided to recouperate on the couch watching cricket, in true Christmas tradition. All well and good except the match finished 2.5 days early :| .
All in all, not too sad about being back at work (with air conditioning) today.
Reply #1329. Jan 03 13, 4:24 AM
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| misinita
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Today my Siamese cat, Figaro, brought me a little bird!
Reply #1330. Jan 03 13, 5:44 AM
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genoveva
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Extremely mild winter seems kind of a mole-activator: I had to level 10 new heaps in my garden yesterday!
Reply #1331. Jan 03 13, 6:35 AM
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CmdrK
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-4°F here this morning. It would be nice if this is the coldest it gets here in New Hampshire this winter but that would be a bad bet.
Reply #1332. Jan 03 13, 7:09 AM
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daver852
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When I was in the Navy, I spent some time on the aircraft carrier, USS Saratoga (CV-60). As an Electrician's Mate, most of my watches were switchboard watches, which are very boring. Once in a while you would bring a generator on or off line, or participate in a drill, but most of the time you were just standing by in case of an emergency, all by yourself in a little room. The Navy would not allow you to read or listen to music; you could, however, "study" for approved classes. At that time the Navy had agreements with several universities that would allow you to take tests college credit; I earned several degrees through self-study in this way.
I finished a degree in Business Administration from SUNY, and one morning the captain of our ship presented me my diploma at the morning muster on the flight deck. At that time, I was working in the Electrical Safety shop along with my best friend, Toby Britt. Toby was very impressed by my diploma, and asked how he could get one. I told him the process he had to go through, and he said it seemed like a lot of trouble.
A few weeks later, Toby came into the shop carrying an ornate gilt frame, containing a diploma. It was very large, written in Latin, and contained several signatures, wax seals and ribbons, etc. It was much more impressive than mine. What Toby had done was locate a "diploma mill" called (believe it or not) "The International Academy of Interplanetary Planning and Management," and had paid them the sum of $75 for his degree, and had gotten someone to make him a frame for it. The degree granted was "Doctor of Advanced Thought."
Toby proudly hung his diploma on the wall over our work bench. A few days later the Electrical Officer came into our shop for some reason. He stood looking at the diploma for several minutes, and it was clear that he could not make head nor tail of it. Toby explained that he had earned his Ph.D., and in the future he would appreciate it if the Electrical Officer would address him as "Dr. Britt" instead of "Petty Officer Britt." The Electrical Officer looked stunned, shook his head, and walked away.
To this day, I still call my friend "Dr. Britt."
Reply #1333. Jan 03 13, 7:50 AM
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zakandjake
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Have the British seasons gone mad or what. Whilst several areas of the country are under water I returned to work today to find daffodils poking their heads through the soil and even more strangely snowdrops in bloom
Reply #1334. Jan 03 13, 8:23 AM
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| C30
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zakandjake......for several years now, I have had daffodils in bloom by middle of January, in the garden (I live Merseyside).
Daver..........Navy nicknames stick! I am still known as "Scurs" inspite of not having a beard since 1972!
Reply #1335. Jan 03 13, 8:36 AM
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| neobowler
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A little story about a man named Jed, he was a poor mountainneer, he barely kept his family fed. Then one day he was out hunting for some food, when out from the ground came oil. Well he was rich and all of the people said you should move to Beverly hills. So that's what he did, with Granny, Jethro, and whatshername...the hot blonde chick....a true rags yo riches story.
Reply #1336. Jan 03 13, 9:38 AM
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Trooper2196
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At home feeling sorry for myself, Man Flu is a terrible thing.
Reply #1337. Jan 03 13, 2:10 PM
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| Toyah
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On News Years Eve, I celebrated with a bottle of Australian Penfolds 2004 Shiraz. At $100 a bottle it's the most expensive wine I've ever had - it was so smooth and tasty.
Oh and I'm sure I could do a lot better with the Fill Me In quizzes if I could actually spell correctly.
Reply #1338. Jan 03 13, 4:36 PM
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| gable
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Netflix can be a dangerous addition to family life. As someone who doesn't have a lot of favorite TV programs, I have enjoyed discovering programs like Switched at Birth or Army Wives which have a huge backlog of episodes to provide distraction and entertainment late into the night when nothing else is happening.
Reply #1339. Jan 03 13, 6:20 PM
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JaneofGaunt
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In my bedroom, on the wall directly in my line of sight from my bed, I have a super framed print of Heywood Hardy's "A Ride on the Beach" showing a family and their dog, out for a morning ride. The mother and daughter in the foreground are sidesaddle and elegant, Dad brings up the rear, and the dog appears to have found something of great interest in the sand; he also appears to be a Springer Spaniel.
When I want to, or need to, I can concentrate on the picture and before long, I can hear the surf, smell the salt water, and most of all, feel the power of the beautiful animal I'm riding. I don't do this often as I'm always afraid it won't work, but it does, and I breathe a happy sigh when I return to reality. All true!
Reply #1340. Jan 03 13, 8:39 PM
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