Couch 74

Makes a mess in a fun and expected yet controlled manner.

This is why I think I would fail silly string - why would I want to spend money to purchase a can of something to create a mess? How would that be fun?
I might like to make some silly string and figure out how to shoot it out of something myself.

I loved Silly String when I was young

Instead of egging someone's house or TP'ing their yard during Halloween, Silly String was always a nice alternative.

I can see it as the kinder, gentler prank.

I never egged or tp'd anything either.
It makes one wonder what I did as a child.

Nowhere near as fun as it looks. It is super anticlimactic.

What is silly string? (And cheese whiz?)

They mentioned cool whip on an episode of Mad Men. I said "Ooh, cool whip!" H said "what's that, where did you hear about it?" Oooops.

Silly string is this stuff that people spray on each other out of an aerosol can. It looks like colored string.

Cheezwhiz is an abomination of a sort of cheese colored fake product that people put on other food( or food like products) and consume for reasons that I simply cannot justify.

Silly string and cheez whiz are of similar consistancy

Stopdog, just for you: How to Make Your Own Silly String | RTM - RightThisMinute

Ranting about my own stuff:
My T has been suggesting for months that I use these grounding techniques during the day to try to calm my nightmares. I feel stupid doing it and have gone all stopdog on him about it and I apparently decided I just won't do it. However, yesterday -- day before yesterday I guess, I had my session and we discussed my anxieties in court lately with a recent spate of having the other attorney lie to the court. It really spikes my anxiety levels and throws me back into that world of being lied about, having reality twisted, having no one believe me, being blamed, etc. So he urged me again to do these grounding things. I actually did them because my anxiety was so bad that my heart was pounding while waiting for my hearings to start and I was having trouble regulating my breathing. The techniques helped, and I also had the first night in quite a while with no nightmares and no waking up part way through the night.

Then yesterday, I didn't have court and just worked in the office and then took a horse to the vet for some routine yearly stuff. But my anxiety is still pretty high because of money and work issues. Anyway, I had the WORST dreams again but luckily my son texted at 1:00 am and woke me up. Because he woke me, I was able to actually remember the dreams and write them down.

So I guess I'm rambling because (1) I don't want to have to do the stupid grounding stuff every freaking day because it makes me feel stupid and weak and (2) I am freaked out by the dreams and my T isn't big into dream stuff. If it's a memory that I keep dreaming about, then he's super interested. Otherwise, he seems to have a dreams are just dreams kind of attitude.

Tametc: thanks for the kind words.
I think I am being watched here, I can't convince myself that it coincidence anymore. I will still post but only general things, til I find out for sure.

Silly string rocks, it's right up there with marshmallow shooters. We had them for Christmas, and good god what a blast we had shooting each other from every angle. It's gentle paintball. the dogs love it too. Cheese wiz is more like chis than cheese. Yea, I said it. They haven't gotten around to blocking that word out yet.

I am in my own home...woot. Far from the little grandpa-like T that was soft and sweet and smelled of apple tobacco. sigh. It was a good 5 minutes. I think I need to put an advertisement (said in british pronounciation) in the paper.

Wanted a T for for wikid pissah

If you want this choice position
Have a cheery disposition
Rosy cheeks, no warts!
Play games, all sort (seriously, NO)
You must be kind, you must be witty
Very sweet and fairly pretty (handsome)
Take us on outings, give us treats (no outings, but vegan candy works)
Sing songs, bring sweets (see above)
Never be cross or cruel
Never give us castor oil or gruel
Love us as a son and daughter (ummm....ICK, just ICK)
And never smell of barley water
If you won't scold and dominate us
We will never give you cause to hate us
We won't hide your spectacles
So you can't see
Put toads in your bed
Or pepper in your tea
Hurry, T!
Many thanks
Sincerely,
Jane and Michael Banks:

have you ever seen those oversized marshmallows I bet they could do some damage lol. ever put one in the microwave

Hmm. Silly string seems to be non-biodegradable, though? Not exactly the sort of thing you want sprayed around your garden?

wikid, I love the Mary Poppins quote. Also, I don't want to be all interfering and telling you what to do, but remember that nothing is written in stone... should you come to the realisation that you need to see a T for a bit, that doesn't mean you have to see that T for months and years.

Stupid weak Mastodon just txted T, three hours after my session. I told him that I'm already wondering how I'll get through next week and that I feel as if I've lost a lifeline. Not that I think there is anything odd or wrong about him taking an Easter holiday (and I said that, too), and in fact I'm grateful that he is taking the week before Easter off, since that means only one week rather than a week and a half (since the Thursday before Good Friday is already a holiday for most people.) I wish I'd brought it up in session. I just didn't think I'd start feeling this bad, this early. I simply have to aim for the end of next week, when I'm going to Scotland. That's something to look forward to. I just need to get through the week until then.

Yes! (I did it in the interest of Science, naturally.)

What happens? Does it just melt?
I would try it but I never have those bagged kind of marshmallows. I think my mom did buy marshmallows from time to time when she was making certain desserts.
I make my own marshmallow and it is delicious.

It expands and expands until it looks like a huge puffball. As soon as you turn off the microwave, it deflates.

You have to make your own tomfoolery.

It comes in a can.

1. Hold your arm out straight and point.
2. Shout "LIAR!"
3. March over to his desk.
4. With a sweeping motion of the arm, dump his books and papers on the floor.
5. Shout "SIC SEMPER TYRANNIS!"
6. Return to your own desk.
7. Fold your arms.
8. Smirk.

Then prepare yourself for the repercussions... how do you look in Jail house orange?

Actually, my response is not nearly so excited. I say some version of 'that's simply untrue, and here's the proof,' and hand the judge the proof. This last time, the judge looked at my correspondence with the other attorney and looked at the other attorney, and said, "Counsel?" Then the other attorney said he didn't know he had to put everything in writing to my office, but he would know for the future. Insinuating he had called and said the ******** he claimed to have said to me. I just about came unglued and told the judge I was willing to be sworn by the court reporter and I would swear under oath that the other attorney had NEVER called my office, other than the call the day before the hearing. The judge once again looked at the other attorney and said, "Counsel?" Then the jackass just sat and glared at the table top in front of him and wouldn't reply. The judge just sighed and asked me for copies of the documents I had given him. While I was going to do that, the other attorney just freaking LEFT and hasn't spoken to me since. I WISH there were actually repercussions for lying to the court.

In a kind of funny side note, the other male attorneys in the court room at the time told me that they involuntarily were covering their 'vital parts' when they got a glimpse of the look on my face when the other attorney started lying.

Lola, the judge is a friend of mine actually, so he wouldn't put me in jail. AND I know that he believes me, which makes it that much more ridiculous that I found the situation so very upsetting.

Also in the interest of Science...

Peep Research

wow never did a peep