OMG! Santarchy sounds like so much fun!! It’s too bad that TVMan and I already have plans for the afternoon. Thanks for educating us, Ruble.
No mug for me, thanks, I loathe the smell of coffee. On really bad days it makes me nauseous. :rolleyes:
doggio: :eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek:
Yay for tarra and snowbunny.
ruble, you are a heretic. Which makes you our kind of people. 
Also, you’ll be sharing pictures from Santarchy, right? Pleeeeeeeease?
Back from holiday brunch. Don’t need to eat again till next week. So, of course, I have a similar shindig to go to tomorrow. Today, I took emergency Pillsbury crescent dough appetizers. Tomorrow will be mini-quiches also from Pillsbury crescent dough.
Also, need to make cookies for tomorrow’s party as it’s a cookie exchange. I’m considering ginger cookies. I have a recipe that’s yummy and easy.
Hugs to all…
GT
Hai everyone.
A belated Happy Hannukah for our resident Chosen Ones. 
Dinner with The Usual Suspects was lovely. We met up with a few more friends for drinks afterwards, and sometime after I went home, the whole group apparently moved on to karaoke. The Not-So-Angry Russian (not to be confused with the Angry Russian, who is a different person altogether) also hooked up with one of the guys, who I believe I’ll refer to as Captain Fancypants until I have no further need to speak of him.
Anyway, Captain Fancypants and the Not-So-Angry Russian are now in conversation via an intermediary to see where this all goes next. It’ll be interesting to see what comes of this.
(I’m an old boring almost-married lady… if I can’t live vicariously through my friends, how am I ever going to have any fun at all?)
Just finished making a batch of candied Meyer lemon peels, and mixed a batch of Meyer lemon syrup using the leftover sugar-water from the candying process. Unfortunately, I went and used up the last of my sugar, which means I can’t move on to the next stage of today’s plan, which involves making biscotti from said candied lemon peel. Poop.
On the bright side, I do have everything I need to make chicken soup. So that’s what I’ll do instead.
First off - Santarchy sounds like a BLAST!!! Makes me wish I lived close enough to experience it.
Second, regarding mugs. **kopek **gets a freebie because he authored the prayer. Soapy, too, since she was the inspirerererer.
As you all should know by now if you’ve been paying attention, I don’t do pottery for a living, but I do sell my pieces and donate the “profits” to a local women’s shelter. So anyone who is amenable to covering the postage and making a contribution to the shelter will get a mug. This will not happen till after the new year, how far after, I’m not certain. I have to see if I can make a stencil so I don’t have to letter each and every mug. My penmanship isn’t all that great… Anyway, I will keep you apprised.
On a non-mug topic - I HATE DC BELTWAY TRAFFIC!!! **FCD **wanted to go to an aquarium store in Rockville, so we took daughter along (SIL went gaming with his geek friends) had breakfast enroute, then battled the gawd-awful traffic on the beltway and Rockville Pike to get to Congressional Plaza. It took something like 20 minutes to go less than 4 miles. HATE HATE HATE!! And we didn’t buy anything, but we did look at a lot of fishies that I’d never heard of before.
Once we got home, **FCD **cleaned the gutters, with daughter standing by to dial 911, should he have fallen off the roof. He didn’t so that’s good. Then they ran to the pharmacy to get his meds, and they picked up some dessert on the way home. Meanwhile, I cooked up some poke chops teriyaki, N.O.T.-n-onions, and glazed carrots. The cheesecake (yummerrific) assortment awaits. Whoever originated the concept of creating a cheesecake with an assortment of slices from different kinds of cheesecakes - that person deserves to be knighted or sainted or feted or smooched and groped with wild and reckless abandon. I’ll try to limit myself to 2 kinds, altho if I cut the slices in half, I could have twice as many samples… hmmmmmmmm
Doggies are getting bathed in the morning. They both stink. While they’re gone, I may haul out the carpet cleaner and run it over the spot where Bernie likes to sleep - it’s kinda cruddy.
And that’s pretty much life here. I’ll do some knitting and chilling. Laundry tomorrow. Oh yes, I live the wild life!
Every time I hear of Rockville, I think of the REM song “(Don’t Go Back To) Rockville”. I can’t help it. I think of “Driver 8” every time I hear someone talk about Dale Earnhardt Jr. as well.
DC Beltway traffic is a level of Hell, I’m sure of it. Just like LA traffic.
I’m going to make mashed sweet potatoes and upload some pictures I took today.
Ahh. Just finished eating some semi-home-made lasagna. (Packaged fresh lasagna noodles, mostly store bought sauce with some of my own spices and additives) It was quite good. I’m a good chef. Still got two-thirds of a tray left, which we shall polish off over the next few days.
Doggio - HOLY CRAP. How did you become immune to local anaesthetic? And did you get the doc to give you a general? Damn, that would be one of my worst fears – that, and being given a general that manages the paralysis but not the pain killer and not being able to do anything as I feel myself being cut into, as some horror stories I’ve heard. shudder
Anyway, I picked up my scrip for a different penicillin – Novamoxin this time, stronger stuff. Hopefully this should deal with it once and for all. I’ll be damned if I’m going to go to the dentist until this thing is all gone after this little discovery. I might even just tell him to gas me anyway, just to be sure.
Hi red! waves at the squinting redhead
Olentzero’s caricature is totally wrong, in my case. He got his name from a coalmaker which according to Basque mythos (either old or XIX century, as the creator of Basque nationalism invented more than he researched) brings presents to kids for Christmas. So I picture him as a burly, coal-stained dude whose name is probably Patxi and who carries an equally coal-stained bulging sack.
Muppet, I’m always amazed at how many grown-ups revert to fifth grade when faced with a love interest. Little notes (on pink paper? yeeeech!), “do you know if she has a boyfriend?”, “my friend likes you and wants to know if you like him”…
Speaking of songs and being too lazy to go look for the minirants thread, this is not a Christmas carol! Christmas is completely irrelevant to its subject matter. Inserting the original in between Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer and Holy Night could be taken as a sign of a sense of humor - but inserting a muzak version in between two muzak versions of the aforementioned is a sign that someone’s ear-holding bodypart should be banged against the nearest wall in an attempt to fix it. Thank you.
Woo-hoo! It’s snowing!!! And it’s warm! Relatively. Mid 20s(F) and snowing. That might just be my favorite kind of weather of all. Trust me, 25 feels balmy after days of highs around 8 or so. And snow is pretty much always welcomed by me. Almost everybody at work thinks I’m insane because I like snow, even if it’s a pain in the ass sometimes. We were getting calls all day from people further south wanting to come up tonight to ski tomorrow. This is a Good Thing.
Mindfield (I need to lurk more, can’t rememember nicknames!), once you get that infection knocked down, the extraction should be pretty easy. Been there, done that.
Howdy Y’all! Postin’ from sis’s puter.
I may be scarred for life. Ummm… I sorta kinda walked in on mom and her squeeze makin’ out. :eek: 
D I didn’t exactly see anything but two people who like each other a lot sittin’ on a love seat out of the corner of my eye and… well… looked like a make out session to me! Can one be 55 years of age and scarred for life?
I want to do santarchy! It might just kill me, but what a way to go!
I say we coerce Ruble into a near future MMP to describe in detail.
Bein’ as I am emotionally scarred at the moment, I’ll leave it up to somebody else to do the “official vote”.
Now, I think I need to go find where sis keeps the brain bleach.
I knew I forgot something! swampy, earlier at work I went into the bathroom and there was one of the housekeeping staff with a HUGE plastic bag of rolls of TP. I thought of you, I knew you would approve.
I gone done it too. Every once in a while I’ll go have some fun with ICHC.
Rabbit - Yeah, that’s what I’m hoping for. The last course didn’t completely get rid of it though so this one better had. If there’s even a hint of it left I’m gettin’ the gas.
I survived work, the did the UNC TV Telethon with the Booster Club. They even put the Canes game on for us.
Mork, it happened sometime around puberty. It takes 3 or 4 time the normal dosage to work at all.
Ruble, sounds like my kind of party.
I was all comfy under the covers, amazed that the dogs didn’t wake me to go out, when Scruffy started barking. Oh well, I got a little extra sleep. When I came out of the bedroom, I saw the door to the blue guest room was open, and there was Taz, all curled up on the bed. He cracks me up - let himself in, he did!
In a couple of hours, I need to load the dogs into the car and take them to Petco for bathing and nail clipping. I also need to get doggie and kitteh kibbles. And maybe another box of kitteh litter, 'cause that’s something you don’t want to run out of - like TP. Which reminds me - we’re down to less than 12 rolls in reserve - guess I better start watching for sales again…
Today’s main plans - laundry and helping my sweetie pack. He doesn’t know for sure how long he’ll be in Norfolk, but he did say he should be home by Saturday. Other plan is to play with new sewing machine to make sure it works. Then I’ll run an ad and try to sell my old machine. It mostly works, sorta, and maybe someone who’s handier than we are can fix the skipping stitch issue. And if I can get $25 outta the deal, that works too.
The rain has started. Methinks it’ll be a dreary, icky day. At least it’s not snow. I’m not ready for snow yet.
Last night TVMan and I went to the Pie Family Christmas party. And I’m wondering if somebody spiked the punch. Ok, not really, but I am wondering why my pupils are dilated this morning.
I can’t believe how much tasty food was there! TVMan, my grandparents, and I all ate way too much! Poor TVMan, he tried to eat 3 desserts and just couldn’t make it. I made my famous Reeses’ Peanut Butter Cup Cheesecake and it was definitely a hit. There were only crumbs left by the end of the evening.
I agree that ruble should start us off sometime soon, swampy. How about January 11? Or is that too late? I can trade January 4 for the 11th if that works better,** ruble**.
Also, sorry for the emotional scarring, swampy. I suspect you’ll survive.
Funny kittehs…both the LOLs and Taz.
Mmm…cheesecake sounds good, Pie. Do we have the recipe?
I’m up and have made little quiche-y things with crescent roll crusts and need to get my cookie recipe typed up so that I can share it.
Should have a little breakfast, too.
Hugs.
GT
I told mom this morning in the future she should hang a sock on the door as a warnin’. Hey, I cracked up an 81 year old lady on her birthday!
I’s all cleanded up and shortly will head out to get gas and head over to the churchhouse. Mom goes to Sunday School which da bear don’t do. Or as we Whiskypalians are fond of callin’ it, “Christian Formation”. I’m not sure what that means and that’s why I don’t do it.
It’s rainy and ick out. I shall head for da cave right after lunch as I got stuff I need to get done tomorrow. Or not. We shall see. The goin’ back part I am doin’. The stuff at da cave remains to be seen.
Big News!
Sis’s kid is preggers. Le Sigh! Anywho, she’s happy and the baby daddy wants to get married. He seems like a nice kid. I say kid cause they are eighteen! :eek: Sis and Bil are takin ’ it in stride. I’m the first to know. Niece plans to spring it on everyone at Christmas. Should be fun!
Ok, that’s the news of the day.
snowbunny I am indeed glad to know that the resort takes tp seriously. MOOOOOOM less than a dozen rolls in reserve? That is not sufficient! You must cease all other activity until you restock. This must take priority!
Remember kids, one can never, never, ever have too much tp!
Ugh.
We went to Bob Evans for breakfast and I am STUFFED.
I’m up and the coffee is brewing. It’s still damn cold here and they’re talking a chance of lowland snow. It’s only supposed be “flurries”, but we shall see. More than likely, nothing will happen with regards to white stuff coming down. This suits me fine.
swampy, I’m sure you’ll find a way to survive.
Got my decorations up yesterday. All that remains is getting a tree and decorating that.
I’ve got places to go today. Besides getting a tree, I need to pick up hubby’s Christmas present, some cards, and little trinkets for my co-worker. Nothing big, my lil’ work tradition is to give a card and an ornament.
It’s time to pour a cup of joe.
Up, caffeinated, and off to be deheathanated.