How about mac and cheese WITHOUT cauliflower?
I just got my new iPhone! Yay!
Now can someone tell me how to use it??
I vote for mac n’ cheese. Anything with cheese trumps things that do not have cheese… always.
I’ve unilaterally decided that I’m sneaking out early because I don’t feel like listening to the daily 4:30pm trouble ticket call in the cubicle next door.
Shhhhhh. Be vewwy vewwy quiet. quietly shuts down her workstation and tiptoes out the door
Well, I finally heard from my son. It’s been over a week, and his phone was cut off. (Not unusual, if he’s broke he lets it go until he gets money again. Cricket phone.)
So he sent me an email that everything is ok, and he just got his computer fixed, and he’ll call me when he gets his phone turned back on.
Whew! I was trying to not be such a mother and not worry, but… He’s ok! 
Howdy Y’all! I gotta do this quick cause I need to finish up dindin. Ol’ y’all know who is due soon and I’s hongry.
Ummmmm… next week I start a new job. Actually I start six weeks of training but they pay me so there is that. I’ll be doin’ QA stuff at an AT&T call center. First I have to learn all there is to know and then some about AT&T Mobility, i.e. cellphones. I’ll BBL with details.
as my lateSiL used to say “RTFM!” (besides, I’m jealous)
**Puggy **is in Pompeii?? I love Pompeii!!
Sketties have been ingested and last door frame has been painted. **FCD **installed all of the passage sets, except for the door that hasn’t been painted. The kids should be able to start moving in by the end of the week.
Other than that, I have nothing to share. Just another day in paradise.
Oh yeah, **BBBobbio **- let me know when *BBBobbio’s House of Nuts *is open for business. My sweetie wants some pecans. Have your people call my people - we’ll do a deal.
I need ice cream.
Muppet –this one’s for you 
(and Rosie, and Ivory, and anybody else here who is Jewish, semi-Jewish, or just plays one on TV)
(Don’t worry – completely SFW, even if your boss understands Hebrew)
Oh, and while we’re on Jewish Humor… as found on the internet:
— INGENUITY A Yiddishe Kopp (A Joke)
An old Jewish man lived alone in the country. He needed to plant his potato garden but the task was too daunting for the old man as the ground was hard.
His only son, Sol, who used to help him dig, was in federal prison for Insider Trading and Stock Fraud. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:
Dear Solly:
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my potato garden this year. I am just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me.
Love, Papa
A few days later, the old man received a letter from his son:
Dear Papa:
For heaven’s sake Dad, don’t dig up that garden, that’s where I buried the money & stocks.
Love, Solly
At 4:00 a.m. the next morning, a team of FBI agents and local police arrived at the old man’s house and dug up the entire garden area without finding any money or stocks. They apologized to the old man and left.
That same day the old man received another letter from his son:
Dear Papa:
Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love, Solly
VunderNuts Inc. is about month from commencing harvest operations. I can’t promise peecans before Turkey Day, but Christmas should be no problem.
Hee! Special1!
Ok, supper’s et and dishes are washin’ away. Story time.
I had lunch with my friend who is manager of said call center. He made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. Ok, the money’s the same but the benefits are way better which counts for a lot with me. Plus the call center is closer to da cave. Plus, I’ve been gettin’ leaned on at work because I had yet to get my permanent insurance agent’s license which I didn’t really want to do. So… I accepted my friend’s offer. I went back to work and wrote a letter of resignation effective Friday. Normally I would not do this to an employer. I’d give at least two weeks notice, but training for the new gig starts on Monday. See, I have to learn all about AT&T Mobility first and this is a class for newly hired representatives, of which I’m not, but everybody goes through this training to learn about stuff. Makes sense to me. I do need to know and experience it so I can do QA stuff. Thus, Monday I start a new job at a call center that handles AT&T Mobility. I don’t work for AT&T. I’m sure y’all know that this type stuff is contracted out. Thus, I will be working for Tele-Performance USA. Heh… I had an email when I got home today welcoming me. I do need to go pee in a cup tomorrow but that’s no big deal.
So, am I nuts? No, not like usual, but for doin’ this? Ol’ y’all know who is bein’ supportive. Of course he knew I didn’t want to get a permanent insurance license. I don’t think I ever mentioned that to y’all. I am working out the week because I have some stuff in the works I need to finish up. TPTB at the inshurnce place, while not happy with it, seemed to be understanding. Hey, the place was there when I got there and I’m sure will be there long after I’m gone.
Anywho, that was my day.
Now Ima say nitey nite cause I got some appreciatin’ to take care of.
Cool, **BBBobbio **- we’ll take 'em in the shell even - it’ll give us something to do with our free time.
hehehe - free time - that’s like a joke…
sob
perk Did someone say peeeeecans? Of course, I doubt the gubmintal overlords will allow cross-border nut trafficking, so I’m probably out of luck. Hmph.
swampus, I don’t know much about AT&T, but I do know a fair bit about call centres and cellamaphones. Please feel free to pick my brain if/when needed. Someone may as well benefit from all this crap taking up space in my brain.
Nooner, that clip is funny as hell. The Boy is not pleased, because now the song is stuck in his head, but that’ll learn him for all the stuff he got stuck in my head.
Rebo, glad the kid is okay. In my family, no phone calls for a week might result in the SWAT team showing up on your doorstep… but then again, I also come from a family where my grandmother would start worrying you’d been snatched by a child molester if you didn’t come home by sundown. 
Yay for new job, swampy. You’d kinda hinted that you weren’t super-happy with the soon-to-be ex-gig; glad the new opportunity came up. And good benefits are more important than salary these days, so yay!!!
I teared up about Anya, too. I was late leaving for work and the thread caught my eye. Wound up posting there instead of in the MMP.
I also vote for mac & cheese, LiLi.
Yay for daughter’s good writing, Taters.
::waves back at Puggy::
I was wondering where you’d been , MamaT. I completely understand the need to disconnect though.
Speaking of which: I need to…I had a long day and still need to send out an e-mail or two…
Hugs.
GT
All right, swampy, then I can call you if I have any problems with my phone! Yay!
I’d like mine shelled. please 
Hooray for swampy!
A very close buddy of mine is an Ag Inspector with US Customs. As far as he knows I can send them to The Great White North without a problem.
They won’t start falling for another month, and they take time to clean, just so you know.
Well, that just went up on my Facebook page! Love it, from a dedicated Sesame Streeter!
Any kind of barbecue makes me sick (I had a bad experience at camp once), except ENC barbecue. It’s the vinegar. Guard this secret well.
I think my dad still has an attic full of peecans from last year’s harvest. I’m going to see him around Thanksgiving.
I got a bunch of new shirts and a cool brown corduroy skirt. Now I have winter clothes. Except my new green sweater likes to shed in the wash and can’t be dryer dried. That’s why the Good Lord gave us packing tape to pick off lint.
Fell asleep around 9 and woke up just after 11. I’m going back to sleep now…
Knew y’all would be interested.
GT