Break time!
I’ve patched all the nail holes, and taped about half the hallway. Did I mention this is a long hallway. Hang on, I’ll go measure it.
I lost count. It’s like 20 feet, dogleg right about 15 feet, dogleg left another 20 feet. Plus the entry. And it has one, two, three - uh, seven doorways - and a big tall mirror that’s bolted to the wall. Lots to tape. 'Cuz I suck at “cutting” and I have to tape everything.
And my tummy is upset! Boo.
ETA: First!! Boo-ya!
::Puts soup and bacon on grocery list:: Wow, I guess I must try this Death Chicken.
taters, Campbell’s makes a cream of chicken mushroom soup…just so you know.
meeks, Hiya!!! RDJ is the bomb! I fell in love with his sexy self when he was on the Ally McBeal show. Have you seen Ironman?
Very busy today.
Appropriate comments to all others.
Tupug
Well, I’ve finally figured out what report I’m supposed to be running… so now I can actually get some work done, halfway through the day.
Sigh.
meeks, I like your style. I hereby nominate you as an Official Bad Influence. 
I just made a couple of cheeseburgers for N.O.L (very tasty). And now I’m supposed to be paying bills. Um, yeah, I’ll get right on that!
Puggy, I know Cambells makes Cream of Mushroom soup; I just think the Cream of Chicken is the way to go for this particular recipe. The flavor is somehow…richer.
Mucho ado here. Must dash again.
I think she’s talking about Cream of Chicken AND Mushroom soup - it’s good, too!
And I’ll be making Death Chicken soon, too.
I’m taking a break again. My body ain’t cut out for this hard labor stuff - squatting, reaching, bending, climbing a ladder… and I haven’t even started painting yet! I needed to sit down and drink some water. I’s sweaty! But I have a box fan on me. I’m ready to paint next time I get up.
Just a fleeting visit before I disappear off to Fat Club for more bad news…
Where’s the recipe for the Chicken Boobies of Death? You lot have been banging on about it for days and I am feeling the need to investigate. Can some kind soul please point me in the right direction?
In other news, I have found the new building’s version of Tin Knickers. I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow but I fear there may be a whole office full of 'em!
Wouldn’t be the first time.
I have been really loopy all day. I hate Tuesdays.
Whew! Am I allowed to take a break once an hour? I luuurrrve the color!
I hate sweating. It’s all icky and drippy and tickly.
BooFae, the Death Chicken recipe is right at the top of the Mumper’s Recipe Blog, which you SHOULD have bookmarked, missy!
I have made the executive decision to make Death Chicken for my boy’s rehearsal dinner on Friday–the fact that it can be made up in one pan with no messing about is very attractive, and I think I’ll make two batches. I also think I’m going to mix tits and thighs–I’ll let everybody know how that works out. Since the wedding site is about 45 minutes drive from me, having a dish that can be stacked into ice chests right out of the oven to stay hot is very attractive. My poor daughter is broke as a joke right now and stressing over keeping the family fed over the weekend, they had to make a fairly expensive repair to her car, they rented a place for the weekend and of course they had the the expense of bridesmaid dress and shoes as well as tux rental since SIL is best man, they’ve spent well over a grand on this wedding so far with no end in sight. So I put myself on the hook to bring the pasta salad she was going to make for the dinner, and a couple of coffee cakes as well–I figure there should be leftovers if I make the salad huge enough and one coffee cake is just for her to keep along with any leftovers of the second one. Her family is all vegetarian so she has a tougher time with getting adequately fed at shindigs of this nature. The wedding buffet is very carb heavy, veggie deficient and not really great for them, so having a backup of something they can nosh on is a good idea…
Apparently this makes me a Great Mommysup[/sup] 
Ack, I just realized I need to check if Himself’s sportscoat is done being shortened, then get it to the cleaners… Details, details…
An ENTIRE room of Tin Knickers?
The mind reels.
Ok, I just got off the phone with #2 son’s teacher. I have not met her yet, but (as I always do) I called her to say hello and introduce myself a few weeks ago-got a voice mail. So, now she calls. #2 son forgot to bring his spelling test home to be signed (all tests must be signed this year for some reason–he did fine on it). Well, I say, this a new thing and he remembered this morning, so I’ll remind him. She replies with, “well, we’re trying to get them to not forget.” No shit, Sherlock.
And then she says, “he didn’t turn in his assignment on topic sentences.”
“Um, ok.”
I guess she wanted more from me–but what can I do? He’s at school. She went on to 'splain how he was supposed to do this but he didn’t (we’d established that) and now he had to use his “pass” (they get one each marking period), so now he has no more passes, and all I could think was, “so?”.
It sounded a lot like she doesn’t want the kids to use this pass at all, which why would you give them a pass if you don’t want them to use them?
So, I told her that I ask him every day what homework he has. Last night he had imperatives in the workbook and no math. She agreed, but said that this was separate (not in the workbook). Um, again, ok. I’ll speak to him.
Something in her tone just irked me, though. Like why can’t he use his pass? She didn’t say he couldn’t, but sounded put out that he had. So what if he doesn’t have another one: it has to be used sometime, and maybe he won’t need it again. This is a kid who gets anxious if you yell at the kid sitting next to him or send someone down to the principal’s office–he’ll never be a lick of trouble in school. He’s too shy and too worried about getting into trouble. I wish he were a bit more relaxed about the whole thing, but none of my kids were (until they learn to trust the teacher and 3 weeks in is too soon for my kids).
I will meet her tomorrow night and be able to judge better. I’m in a bit of a sour mood, anyway, so that might be part of it. I think she thinks I go through his backpack and sit and help him with his homework. While he knows I’m available and he does ask me questions, school is his job. I do not enable; I do not hover.
Doctor appt soon.
Hi, all!
Sheesh, you go off the air for a couple of days, and I end up with over 100 unread posts in the thread…? :eek:
… TLDR… :o
I’ve been a good soldier for the past two days (yup, reserves’ duty again.) Yesterday was a boring day of “informational” lectures, spiced up only by the fact that I had to work intermittently for another 4 hours from home for my regular employer, starting when I got home at 7 PM, because of a crisis in a deployed system… :rolleyes: :smack:
Finished up at 1 AM and had to get up at 6 to be at HQ at 7. Hurried up and waited until 9:30 to get the show on the road… :rolleyes:
Then things got interesting, and not in a good way… (relax, this is just “war games,” nothing really happening!) Oh well… at least it was interesting!
THe one thing I did notice… Hi Meeks! I missed you here!! ::smooch:: Welcome back 
Kiss, kiss, baby.
Drat drat drat. Went to the grocery store, found out pot roast was on sale, and forgot to buy it. After Nat’s nap (this is a hint, kid. Go to sleep) we’ll head back, and then hit the other grocery store, ten blocks the other way, for a couple of other things.
And I still have to go to Costco tomorrow for cheese, milk, flour, butter, eggs, and a bunch of other things. No chocolate this time. I will resist. I still have lots of Crunchie bars.
I knew why I was happy to see you back! 
Oh boy! I can hardly wait – this could be the stuff of legend!
I’ve been a good girl today, and alas, it’s come back to haunt me. I’m nearly finished up with the non-rush work I have on hard, which I was finishing so I could take a day to putter, so what happens? I get a bunch of work that’s due day after tomorrow.
:smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack:
Oh well, it’s money.
When I moved 'puters, my bookmarks didn’t transfer properly so I hadn’t re-bookmarked the Mumper Recipe Blog yet. I’ve now got it, and Papa Tigs will be getting the Death Chicken recipe to prepare next weekend when he feels like cooking. I can’t wait, it sounds heavenly!
You are definitely a Good Mommy™, SmartOne. But what else can you do, when your baby is getting <sniffle> hitched? I hope we’ll see lots of photos of the Big Event, you realize!
Back to work. If I can stay awake. I already nearly drifted off once – apparently I should be taking a nap today, except I don’t have time if I want to take a break this evening and watch educational TV, otherwise known as Wipeout. If you haven’t watched that? You really should. Truly mindless summer entertainment, but absolutely hilarious. The hosts snark on the contestants, but never meanly, and one just giggles a lot. It’s my kind of summer show!
Whew! Finally caught up!
Thanks for posting a link to the death chicken recipe. We’ll have to try it sometime.
Can someone post a link to the new Tin Knickers story? I must have missed it last week.
My parents were here from Thursday until yesterday afternoon. It was a good time, and the weather was perfect so we were able to spend lots of time outside. We ate loooooooots of good food. KT made gyros one night, and we put them in homemade chapatis using the NYTimes recipe. They’ve become an instant favorite. We had steak and risotto one night. I’m getting really good at making risotto. (Hint: the key is practice and to just keep making it over and over until you figure it out.) And a crumb-topped apple pie. Homemade soup for lunch one day. Pancakes for breakfast one day. And we went out for German food one night and Tibetan food another. Now it’s back to healthy eating!
Good luck with the forced merriment thing Nava. If you missed my rant a couple weeks ago about being forced to go to a work party (and then having to come back to work and staying until 8:30 because of the stupid party), I’ll just say that I’m very much in agreement with you that it sucks. Inviting coworkers to a party: fine. Forcing employees to go: not fine.
Welcome back, meeks!
Good luck with the painting, Rebo.
Glad back-to-work hasn’t been *too *bad LiLi.
Back to work. Blurgh.
Rebo I’m so jealous. The Eagles! The first concert I passed out at was an Eagles concert. That was back when I was a reprobate and scoundrel, AKA, college days. I swear, it remains a mystery to me how I managed to graduate Magna Cum Laude what with my reprobate ways and all.
Oh and if I don’t hear of significant progress on that hallway soon, I shall be forced to commence lecturing. Do we want that? :dubious:
Yeah, I’m home. I have a workpile with me for tomorrow and if I should desire to start this evenin’. Ol’ y’all know who will hang around for a while but not spendin’ the night cause he has an early meeting tomorrow and it just makes more sense for him to go from his place bein’ as he’d be all of three minutes away.
Ok, maybe I should do some of the workpile for a bit.
Later Y’all!
I took some allergy medicine and am feeling very drowsy.
Did I mention at any point about my brother? He asked his wife for a divorce. She basically pitched a hissy fit and wouldn’t let him leave. My mom helped him, and he managed to move out to PA. But there is huge stress on that end.
There are issues going on in the SO’s family’s life, too, but they are not mine to tell as much. Suffice it to say Thanksgiving should be a real joy this year. :dubious: (Isn’t it funny that I missed using that smiley?)
{{{meeks}}} for all the family stuff.