I don’t know. I attempted to tell Mom of all the wacky things one could do with Firefox, but she gave that glazed “I don’t want to hear about it” look. Of course, she gives me that look about everything.
Thanks for sharing your story with us, Sage Rat. Good luck with your book - I’ve downloaded it and am looking forward to reading it later. 
Rebo, cute puppy!!
Sean, I am unfamiliar with American Mother’s Day customs, so I dunno. Have you given her something on Mother’s Day before?
Heigh-ho, it’s off to school I go.
Do I have to go to work?
Why?
I want a nap!
Good OP Sagie! People have called you WiseRodent and such but I got to thinkin’ it could be like the herb, so you could be called SavoryRodent too! What? It’s fun in my haid! Here’s hopin’ you’re new career stuff works out and cute pup!
Rebo cute pup, too!
Sean I dunno. Seems to me that it’d be overkill to buy her a Mother’s Day present since you had nuttin’ to do with her bein’ a mother and all. Then again, gettin’ a few points stashed away never hurts.
I skinned both knees on Saturday at mom’s. I was picking up some paper napkins and stuff that had blown off a table, (we cooked out and ate outside Saturday afternoon) and I tripped over this wire trellis thing mom has some vine thing growin’ on and fell on my knees on her carport. Skinned (or skint as we say down south) 'em up real good too! OUCH! Amazing thing is they don’t feel sore but look Og awful! I got me some Band-Aids[sup]TM[/sup] with antibiotic stuff on ‘em. It looks like they work good. Oh and I’m all sinusy and home… I left mom’s about eight this a.m. and drove home. Think I’m goin’ to Benadryl[sup]TM[/sup] up and nap for a while. It’s all cloudy like here so maybe rain will ensue.
Later Y’all!
Sean, here’s the answer to your question: Is she your mother?
Similar situation here, sean. Mr. Anachi is stepfather to my two. He did not, nor would I have expected him to, get me something. I am not HIS mother.
Ooo, poor bear. Have ACBG kiss your booboos. 
Puggy - Sort of, but they’re quite small – in fact, they look like young budding lilacs, with the tiny flowers growing as a small, loosely-packed cluster partway down each stem.
Sean - Funny thing, MindWife and I were discussing this yesterday – whether it is appropriate for a husband to give his wife (or boyfriend to give his girlfriend) something for Mother’s day (assuming they have kids). She is of the opinion that Mother’s Day is when you (y’all, every damn one of you) are supposed to get something for your mother. Although I tend to agree with this, I played counterpoint by saying that there is some sense in giving one’s wife/girlfriend who has kids something for mother’s day, since she is a mother, too. She further countered with the idea that it is her/your kids who are supposed to be getting (or making, or doing) something, not the husband. I didn’t really have much more to argue with at that point, though I did privately think that it was quite unusual for a woman to argue against gifts from her beau.
Papa Tigs and I have been married ten years, and last year was the first (and only) year he did something for me for Mother’s Day – I’m not his mother, I’m not the mother of his children (he has none), but he likes to surprise me sometimes with a gift so that was a good opportunity to give me one I totally wasn’t expecting from him. But I certainly didn’t expect anything from him this year, and I didn’t get anything from him except a special dessert treat (tiny pecan pie tarts) with dinner. I did get a lovely gift from my lovely daughter, but my oblivious son failed to even call me. :rolleyes: I shall try to persuade his sister to call him and guilt him out. It’s better coming from her than me.
Nice OP, and while it’s too bad that things didn’t work out as you planned you still, obviously, have plenty with which to carry on in life, and that’s nothing to sneeze at. I too have a sleeping disorder, and have the swings into depression, my sympathies. How is your granddad? Good luck on both the self employment and finding a woman front, and yes, your drawing is very good, dare I say cute?
Poor BooFae, lots of tea with honey and lemon will help ease some of the symptoms, perhaps if you look and sound pathetic enough they will send you home!
Yay for a trip to Leavenworth, I am envious! Have you been there for the Christmas thing?
It’s evil to talk about cherries, we won’t see any up here until June/July, and they will be overpriced and need to be picked through to find the unbruised ones. But they will be delicious! I miss sitting in the cherry (and other fruit trees) with my brothers and friends and eating fruit until we were stuffed. Oh, are these the flowers you are referring to Mork? Scroll down for a better photo of the flowers up close.
Congratz on the puppy rebo, you did a kindness by taking him in. He will repay the kindness many times over, I am sure.
Well db it’s a good thing you have the manly implements to make breakfast, you gotta know I am grinning at the mind picture I have going on…and give poor viscious Maggie her cookie, she saved you from the pest guy!
From my point of view Sean gift giving never hurts a relationship. It doesn’t have to be anything fancy or expensive, just an acknowledgment of her being a mother is a great thing to do. I know that there are tensions with the grownup girls, but it’s not a reflection of them you would be acknowledging, but the time and effort your woman put into the whole motherhood thing. Then again, it isn’t a holiday where you lose points for not acknowledging it, but it would have been a nice gesture.
The Bear skinned his knees, poor ol’ Bear. I hate falling, and I do it often enough, so you have my sympathies.
I am going back to bed, I slept badly and need another hour or two, y’all behave now, ya hear?
Nothing for Mother’s Day for me; stoopid cats didn’t even get me a card. Mr. SCL has gone to get cat litter and cat food, so he is not on The List. Since his patient is in the hospital he didn’t work yesterday or today; hopefully he will at least get to work tomorrow. This means either a very small or no paycheck at all next week.
A minor miracle happened here this afternoon. I was assembling all the stuff required for changing the litterboxes - contractor thickness trash bag, latex gloves, bucket of mop water, mop, broom and dustpan, etc. - and Cricket went over and peed in a litterbox. I guess that was my Mother’s Day gift; usually they sit around with their little furry legs crossed until the boxes are clean and filled with new litter.
Have any of you been reading “Mafia III”? A couple of the other players think I am Mafia - and guess why? Because I voted three days in a row for the only Mafiosco we have caught so far! Color me confused.
Nice OP, AromaticRodent. I have very similar sleep problems to what you describe, but I think mine are menopause related rather than a real sleep disorder. If I ever become gainfully employed with benefits I guess I’ll find out. I wish success for you in all you try for!
Rebo, sounds like you got a good puppy!
Back later!
I GET TO GO HOME TOMORROW!
Yesterday was the worst. I had no visitors, and my cat sitting friend felt I should hear for myself Smokey wailing through the house calling for me. Poor kitty. My heart broke a little. She and I will be so glad to see each other tomorrow. But still, the getting home is going to be stressful. The ambulence guys are not allowed to let me walk into my house under my own power. It will be embarrassing for me but they are required to carry me in on a stretcher. And I waited too long to call to hire an aide to be there with me, none of the top 4 agencies have anyone available on such short notice.
But I will be home tomorrow! YAY!
Yay! BioRosie goes home tomorrow! Smokey will be so happy. Do you think you’ll be able to find somebody to help out in a couple days? We expect lots and lots of stories.
Thanks for the awwws about my skint up knees. I still can’t believe I did that. I mean, if I had fallen and beat up my knees Saturday night I would have had a reason. See, Saturday night my sis and bil made me go with ‘em to one of the local hometown bars which used to be a favorite hangout of mine back in the day. We went cause there was this band called Slapfish playin’. They were good. BIL kept buyin’ me beerverages. Da bear got ummm… trashed before he knew it! So, if I’da fallen down and skint up my knees then it woulda been at least not due to klutziness. The band was dang good! Played lots of Lynnard Skynnard and Allman Brothers type music, AKA good ol’ southern redneck rock 'n roll. The kind of music that makes otherwise suave, cultured and sophisticated moi want to ride down backroads in a pick up truck and throw beer bottles at road signs. Not that I would ever do such or thing or have ever done such a thing.*
*Now, where’d I put that halo?
Thanks for the input. I get her stuff (flowers, little candy things I know she likes but doesn’t get for herself) throughout the year. And if her kids were too young to go out and get something/do something for her, then I’d help them out. But I feel better now.
And I did send my mom a card that actually got there in time, and also for my stepmother and grandmother, and called them too. So I think I covered everything yesterday.
It flew off when you were in the truck.
Wee! I’m so busy around here that I’ma set to asplode. Busiest day this year so far – by far, but probably not as busy as we’ll get yet.
I’m eating a rice cake. A buttered popcorn flavoured rice cake. It’s very nice*.
Swampy - I was going to make a comment about skinned knees and ACBG, but it was tasteless and TMI, so I thought better of myself.
Unitl I just typed that sentence, at least.
[sub]Is this the part where I D&R?[/sub]
Kai - To be fair, these cherries were in about the same disreputable state as the ones you describe; considerable picking through the piles was required to come up with even the small handful that I picked. They weren’t completely ripe, either – the centers were still whitish in some of them – but they’re cherries, and I grant a great deal of latitude to cherries because really, really like cherries. I only ever got to climb a cherry tree and eat its offerings once, up at a neighbor of my grandmother’s. I was a kid at the time (my grandmother’s Scottish terrier took me for walks!) but it was a hell of a treat. Oh, and those could be the flowers, but the ones in that pic look like they’re fully blooming, while these appear to be really young – like, they just started blooming over the weekend. They’re tiny – no taller than the grass they’re growing in, with petals barely a quarter the size of a clover petal, but I don’t know how big they’ll grow.
Sheesh. Back to the grind 'fore it’s time to leave and I still haven’t posted this.
[sub]* You need the French castle guards accent from Monty Python and the Holy Grail for this one.[/sub]
Hello, MMP-ers. Hope this Monday isn’t too off-putting for you. Goodness, it’s been a while since I’ve meandered through here, hasn’t it?
Although that situation certainly is tough, congrats on recognizing that you needed to leave and getting out, Sage Rat. I hope life starts improving for you and you do meet one of those goals very soon. 
Congrats on being able to go home, Rosie! I have a friend who’s been in and out of the hospital many times, and being home is always feels wonderful to her. You’ve passed the most difficult stage of your operation, hopefully the rest will be much easier now.
Ouch, Swampy! That makes me want to cover my knees just thinking about it.
In classic Mother’s Day tradition, I didn’t see my mom at all yesterday. 
I did attend a big family dinner on Saturday though, with my parents, grandparents and a cousin I haven’t seen in a long while… And Ali came with me. Having him meet the extended family, now that’s venturing into nerve-wracking and socially awkward territory! :eek: Everything went smoothly though, so no more worries.
In other news, I not only completed my freshman year of college a couple weeks ago, but I also got my first official job, ever! It’s a telefundraising job that has excellent hours (a 4-hour shift on Saturday and 12 hours throughout the workweek, in which I can come in whenever the office is open) and pays more than minimum wage (spectacular for a first job!) but I honestly don’t know if I can do it. I don’t know if it’s just the stress of first employment, but honestly, I’m terrible at it. I’m very reserved and awkward on the phone as it is; I just don’t know how to be loud and persuasive, and having so many people being short or rude with me is rather degrading. I’ve only done one full day of work so far (the rest was training), but already I don’t know how to cope with it. 
Anyone out there done work like this before and have some wisdom to impart on a discouraged newbie?
I’m home earlier than expected - we apparently flew thru the material we were supposed to cover in training today. So YAY!
Ratster, good luck with your business/love life venture. Perhaps it’s more of an adventure? Either way, I’m sure you’ll come out on top!
Speaking of dogs, Scruffy seems to be over her dizzies. She stumbles a wee bit occasionally, but mostly, she’s her old weird self.
That’s all I’ve got.
Happy MMP all! Good OP too, SavoryWhiskeredOne; so sorry that things didn’t work out with the animation classes. Hopefully things will look up for you now, though, and hope that your Grandad is doing better too. Oh, and cute pup!!
Cute pup for you too, Rebo; glad to hear too that he was “behaved” in the house last night.
My daughter made me a nice breakfast yesterday for Mother’s day, and my son got me a beautiful card, so the kids came through this year and didn’t even have to be reminded. LOL And I had a most relaxing weekend, so yay for that.
Okay, mork, how about Hyacinths? They are an early spring flower.
I had cherries today, too. I bought them for $3.99 a pound over the weekend. They were definitely edible.
The Harassment in the Workplace seminar was a necessary but boring event…well, all but for the bobblehead that actualy was stupid enough to make a “joke.” :rolleyes:
I get to take Prevention of Sexual Harrassment training next week - it’ll be about the 27th time, since it’s an annual requirement. We used to be able to get away with doing it on line, but for some reason, this year, we have to sit thru some stoopit presentation. I can’t express how much I do NOT want to do it, but it’s not optional.
Gotta wake up my sweetie - we’re going out for bad Chinese tonight. If we get motivated enough to go. Maybe it’ll be a cereal night again. <yawn>