Between the Dope, FB and now Google+, I spend a lot more time telling people about my life and reading about theirs.
Today shall be grocery shopping, either the gym or another long ride, some housekeeping and relaxation, possibly involving adult beerverages.
I will be thinking of y’all.
I lied! Get over it! 
I sit waitin’ on the tech person to show up. donkeybear what if the tech is a woman? Still want a shirtless pic? I didn’t think so!
Ok gotta get off these heah intratoobz.
I had a weird dream about **Bobbio **and CatDude. Something about being shown a nice neighborhood where all the lawns must be kept just so. The next thing I know, I’m trying to mow “my” lawn, but I’m having issues with the mower and Bobbio and **CatDude **are trying to help me out. What made it even more strange is that it was dark outside. I had never seen this neighborhood before and I don’t know why I was trying to mow the lawn.
Just got off the phone with hubby. Apparently, A called him this morning. He claims he didn’t go down there with the idea of hooking up with anyone. He is talking marriage with this new gal. WTF?! He wanted to know if it was too soon for us to meet her, and my husband told him he’d have to talk to me. He claims we don’t have the whole story; but you know what; we do. We know him and his behavior patterns.
Bleh…I think he’s headed for disaster, but it’s not my life.
He asked my husband to not mention any of this to G or our other friends from that circle. As if; I’m not going to break G’s heart any further. It really sucks being in this position. I know at some point they’re going to ask if we’ve heard from him. I guess we’ll say we have and leave it at that.
I’m going to go work out on the treadmill now.
If the tech IS a woman, I’ll take it. Taking a bullet like that for DonkeyBear is something netbuds do for one another…
Just got home from taking VunderKind to BWI Scareport. 
That’s funny. I had a dream last night that had Rosie as a character. It wasn’t dirty (yeah, out of character for me), she just walked into the room where I was and shouted “HI, Bobbio!!!”.
Break time. Spent just over 2 hours glopping mud and sticking tape on various seams between wallboards. The worst remains - the ceiling. I think all that I’ve got are 2 long seams, one or two long inside corners, and several corner beads. There may be a few short seams also. I know you’re keeping track diligently…
The guy who’s coming to look at the bed will be here around 4. He should catch me in my mudded, sweaty glory, unless by some miracle I finish the last of the mudding quickly and have time to shower. Right now, I’m a vision of… something… in paint stained purple shorts, a paint-and-mud covered purple and white striped tank top, with assorted spatters on my bare, in-need-of-shaving legs. Maybe I should have spoilered that for your protection… Oh well.
How sexist of **donkeybear **to assume the tech would be a male-type-person.
**BBBobbio **- that’s at least twice you passed relatively close to my house and didn’t stop for preserves. Wassamatter - you don’t like peaches?? Afraid I’ll poison you??
**CatDude **- you’ve been silent about job news - are you still an unemployed burden on society?? 
Last update hinted at 2 job offers…
**Taters **- even knowing as little of the story as you shared, it sounds like A is for ASS!!!
Right you are. The one in Parenthood and the episode of Modern Family ably demonstrate this too. I think that’s part key, not setting expectations too high and then relishing in whatever you get.
FCM, yeah, it’s been a few years now. Good memories of meeting you and Ms. Reborn.
It’s time now to start treating for chinch bugs so that went down at dusk last night when it was only 90 or so. They’re going crazy with the drought so you gotta water enough too. Of course this absolutely conflicts with the next looming lawncare hazard, brown patch and takeall patch, whose effects are exacerbated by too much watering. Yards, it’s a fine line we toe. Maybe I’ll just let it all die and stick a fork in it.
That’s it? I didn’t hobble over and give you a great big hug? Sheesh! talk about out of character!
Now, come on everyone. swampy is always goin’ on and on about all these hot repairmen that are coming to visit and never shares pictures.
Moving truck is about 2/3 loaded. We are are having a picnic lunch in the middle of the living room and poor LibbyCat is shut in the bathroom and very upset.
taters…grrrr on the high school level drama
swampy we bundled with the cable company and saved $50 a month and had better speed internet with no issues with the TV either. We are cheap also 
I love mowing the lawn, I’d have come by to help!
MOOOOM, I’m still a burden. I’m about 80% confident on the job I’s settle for and much more confident on the one I’d prefer, but that one will take longer as they’re only going to start meeting with people to interview next week.
With all that hard work, not only are you a MOOOOOOOOM but a mudder too! Glad to see your 'tirement is productive!
Good luck with the interviews, chaoticbear! I’d offer to let you use me as a reference, but I’m not sure that’d help.
I hope you enjoy your 1/2 day off and your zippy new interweb, swampy!
And best of luck with your move, ems. I hope you & yours & your posessions arrive at the new place safely.
I just finished up a lunchmeat sandwich supper. For some reason I limited myself to only one kosher dill slice, but had two chocolate chip cookies.
Bri2k
I woulda taken it, too…
Moooooooom, everyone who took high school biology knows peaches contain cyanide. 
That must mean I have a death wish.
And if we made an effigy of her out of oats and alfalfa, she’d also be a fodder.
BOOOOOOOOO! BBBobbio, you should be ashamed! And I believe it’s just peach pits that contain cyanide.
PapaJohn is making supper because I’s pooped. Plus we get a free pizza, and that’s always good. I’m about to place the order then drive down to Leonardtown.
I finished almost all of the mudding. I just flat ran out of steam. Plus I forgot about finishing the stairwell. So I’ll do that tomorrow - maybe an hour of work left. Then I’ll prime my studio walls. Then I think I need to look up retirement on teh intrarwebz and figure out what I’m doing wrong…
I killded the thread, therefore it’s joke time.
yum - pizza good! And I’m exhausted. I’m going to plant myself in front of the TV and veg. Behave yourselves while I’m gone!! Especially **BBBobbio **and swampy!
Aw! Why do we have to behave?! I donwanna! I want to be wild and crazy!
Howdy Y’all! This has been ummm… entertainin’. After waitin’ patiently between the hours of one and five, he (yes a he donkeybear) showed up at five. :rolleyes: Oh well, I did make dindin. Chikin ‘n rice, steamed cabbage, steamed squish and cornbread. YUM! Anywho, apparently I had a weak signal, so another tech (also male) was called to deal with that. Then we had a tstorm. Then more stuff re weak signals. Then finally everything is done except a connector thingy sump’n or other is needed so tech one said he needed to come back first thing in the mornin’, swearin’ he’ll be here at eight and it would only take five minutes. I told him I’d be here at eight but at eight-thirty I had to leave for irk (ok I said work) whether he shows or not or is finished or not. If it does not happen then, I told him the next time I’d be available would be after four p.m. on Thursday. Ya know, I want stuff done, sure, but I just can’t be hangin’ around waitin’. I gots me a busy life too.
Oh and tiramisu ice cream is teh num! I needed some right after the techs left because I was traumatized.
No pics of shirtless techs were taken in the course of today’s dealin’s.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
Harrrumph! It’s not Tuesday without shirtless cable tech pictures!
Bonus cable tech story: one came to our house to fix our internets, and asked which wireless network was ours (my computer sees anywhere from 8-12 at any given moment). I have to sheepishly respond “Cum, titties and buttfucking”.
You see, we have a long history of naming our wireless networks things that are vaguely obscene, just because we find it hilaaaaaaarious. And we’re 12-year-olds at heart. The one before that was “Boner Butt Poo Parade”, and our current one is a crude rendering of a penis, emoticon style.
