That was my 200th post??? I didn’t even notice!! And… it was post number 200 in this thread!! Freaky.
Wow- cool of you to notice–
and frankly, pretty representative of my posting record! 
ETA: LiLi- if it’s any consolation, my non-sleeper was much happier after he could crawl- he would tire himself out more and finally had a wee bit of control!
Showing off…
Ok, does anyone know how to get the music on your iPod transferred onto your new Macbook? My suggestion that she go to Apple Help and check out the FAQ bbs was met with scorn and derision, at which point I walked away and am now ignoring her.
August cannot come soon enough. Sometimes I hate teenagers.
Hello everyone.
It’s been hella impossible to get any work done today because something is bogging my computer down. Any application takes forever to run. Argh, 'tis most annoying.
**rigs, ** so…did your daughter actually take her laptop back? What didn’t she like about it? Fingers crossed; so far, so good with my daughter’s new laptop. She absolutely loves it. My daughter’s is a Dell XPS though.
The weather is beautiful again, but here I sit in my windowless office. 
I hope the inspection went well, Pie.
I’m sorry, Mahna, but your sister needs a serious reality check. I dunno, I’d be inclined to let her follow through on her “threat”, but not help her in anyway financially. She’d probably get a much larger dose of reality than she expected.
LiLi, your life will now change permanently. First you’ll worry when he’s crawling. Then he’ll start doing the stumbling drunken toddler walk and you’ll worry even more. Then he’ll start running. Then riding a bike. Then <shudder> driving a car. Trust me, you’ll never know a moment of not worrying for the rest of your life. Just wanted to cheer you up. 
Maybe it’s a conflict with Verizon’s FIOS system, then, because I’m not sure if I have SP3 or not; I know I avoided SP2 for months until they’d worked the major bugs out of it. But at least I wasn’t alone in my misery; the delightful tech support guy (for FIOS, Verizon actually has 9 onshore call centers staffed by people who <gasp> know what they’re doing) had to do a few things just to make his supervisors happy, but we both knew a system restore was in my offing. That’s one thing I’ve learned from Papa Tigs: Be patient and let them go through their preliminary steps; they have to or they get in trouble, even if everyone knows it’s unnecessary. I’d also done all the obvious stuff before calling in – checking all the connections, recycling the router, etc., etc. I’m a good little help desk client.
XP, of course; Papa Tigs won’t have Vista in the house. My timing was good – I got my new 'puter less than 30 days before Dell starts charging for XP. And even then they only offer it for small business customers, not home customers. As to what flavor, whatever is the latest version, I assume, since it was just installed this month.
$9000 for a wedding? Ha! Haha! Hahahahaha! I have a friend whose daughter and her hubby paid for the majority of their six-figure wedding themselves; his contribution was “only” the flowers, and even that bill came to 20K! You can maybe have a wedding with a cookies-and-punch reception in a church basement for 9K, but that means no designer gowns, no professional photographer, etc. Certainly not, as they call it these days, a destination wedding! Clearly, Sis is delusional.
Except for everybody dissing Boise. It’s actually a nice little city – Papa Tigs and I were so impressed by it that we’ve put it on our “affordable places to move to when we retire” list. So no dissing Boise!
Take a look at this (short) thread
Ta. I have never had to transfer anything like that, so am clueless. I also don’t appreciate the Princess hissy fit(s). She went running for now, so hopefully she’ll come back a happier camper.
She’s not going to take her laptop back–she’s getting used to a new OS and is being pissy about it. She said she wanted a Mac, so here we are. I had trouble at first, too, but I didn’t blame the OS–I blamed me! (and software developers…)
She’ll get over it. Or else I’ll whap her upside the head with a shoe or something.
Ok, this weddin’ bidness stuff… WHAT THE FREAK!!!. Now I have learned that one can rent a cake. Will wedding [del]pirates[/del] planners stop at nothing??? If it ever does become legal for me to wed down here in Jawja… I’m headed to the nearest magistrate. JEEZ!
Ok, I’m over that now.
Takin’ a little break from my next batch of apps. I have waaaaaaaaay enough to keep me busy tomorrow too, which is good cause I suppose it’ll keep me outta trouble.
Le sigh… back to work.
ETA: I kicked donkeybear’s butt in the Feud thread. 
I found a trout… somewhere. Don’t remember exactly? Maybe I got knocked on the head or something…? Anyway. You can borrow it if you need it…
Aerin is sucking up because there’s a bag of cat food on the counter.
He can only sort of crawl. Sometimes. Which means one week to high-powered scooting.
Hour and a half. Then I can go home.
[sub]Is it 5 yet?[/sub]
Meanwhile, I’m shuckin’ peas. ‘Cos I like raw peas. They make a good snack and keep me from pining for a big bag o’ Hot Wings & Bleu Cheese Doritos.
Aw, crap…
Puggy - Best. Definition. Evar. I’d steal it for my sig if VBob hadn’t already beat me to it. <Heston>Damn you! Damn you to hell!</Heston>
Mahna[sup]2[/sup] - They must have. A sound fish slapping (or shooting with the aforementioned trout cannon) is always a good negotiation tactic. Tens of thousands of Canadians thank you! But keep one at the ready for the next while, just in case; after August 31st I have no doubt that Teddy will try and change things back to the original plan for anyone who was too late to get in on this momentary bout of uncharacteristic acquiescence, and he may need another piscene lesson in marketing.
Swampus - Uh … rental cakes? That would go over well. “Okay, people – we’re going to cut the cake, and everyone gets a piece! But when you’re done, please return your portions to the recycling bins via the most convenient method available so we can get our deposit back. Thanks.”
PEAS??? YOU GOTZ PEAS??? GIMME!!! I can never find fresh peas down here and I love them…especially raw sweet peas. NOM! NOM! NOM!
My manager just cost me $0.85. She gave me a piece of chocolate, which instead of just being an enjoyable little snack, gave me a super chocolate craving. So I had to go buy some peanut M&Ms. Mmmmmm. Totally unnecessary calories.
I am becoming totally paranoid about my personally identifiable information that’s floating around out there. I was supposed to go pick up some files from a vendor today and when I went to do that, I saw that they hadn’t encrypted the files. Files that contain customer data. And this isn’t the first time or the first vendor. In fact, this is pretty common. Until we beat them over the head a couple times, all new vendors are like “What do you mean we have to encrypt the data?” Um… hello? Hasn’t anyone seen the news reports where data gets stolen and customers have to be informed and company names get splashed all over the news? I sure don’t want that to be us. These are vendors who handle customer names, phone numbers, addresses, account numbers, etc. on a regular basis. And they’re surprised when we tell them that we need it encrypted. GAH!
The tile guy is on his way over to give me an estimate on regrouting part of the porch floor. I don’t grout. I do windows, but I don’t grout. Apparently HE doesn’t either because I had to kind of pressure him into it. Then again he’s kind of laid back dude–tokin’ away… but he does great work (when he works).
I already made dinner. What? I was hungry. I don’t believe in snacks. So, I also made 'smores brownies (no time to give recipe). I don’t snack, but I do eat dessert.
Taters, I completely agree that the only option right now is to let the little brat run headfirst into reality and learn the hard way. I’m more worried about my mom and what this is doing to her.
Any attempts to try to speak to her about her delusions are met with complete resistance, so it’s not like there’s another option, but it still doesn’t make it easy for mom… especially because this is giving her flashbacks of how my sister behaved when my parents first got divorced and my mom carries a lot of guilt over those years.
swampus, maybe I should send info on rental cakes to my Bridezilla-To-Be Sis. With a $9K budget, I’m sure she’ll be relieved to know that she can get her cake and err… well, not eat it.
Mindy, I hope you’re happy now… I’m gonna hafta pick up some fresh peas on the way home and it’s All Your Fault. Hmph.
In other news, I have to be at work tomorrow at the crack of 6am. Envy me.
Just give me heads up if you head for Boise, MamaTigs, so that I can pack and flee to Portland. g
No pics – I forgot my camera – but I met little Will today. And he is cute… Mum is totally besotted with him, as she should be. My boss was trying to convince her that she doesn’t need to worry about daycare for him, what with the piles of women around the office; we could take turns with him! Somehow I don’t think that’s going to happen, though.
Rental cakes… Yes, there really is such a thing. The idea is you rent the five-tier, exquisitely decorated display cake, and in back, the caterers are dicing up Costco sheet cakes. In some cases, it makes a ton of sense - the cake can be all cut and plated to serve moments after the happy couple take that first bite, rather than making everyone wait while the cake gets cut up.
As for wedding prices, I’m getting vertigo as it is, and that’s with being friends with a husband and wife duo of professional photographers that are only charging us about $250 fr the ink and paper to print all of the pictures for us, and someone else who’s giving us a three or four-tier cake as their gift to us. $300 for the venue, and we’re hoping we’ll be able to scrape together $1000 for the rest of the food and beverages. As it is, we’re probably going to have a no-host bar, but that’s as much a condition of the venue as it is a desire for us not to fund 100 people sucking down drinks all night long. And some of those Rennies have hollow legs!
HOW?
No, wait. I don’t want to know. Back to Ignorance Town for me! Lalalalalalalalala can’t hear you!
Ok, I’ve done enough for one day. My brain cannot listen to anymore. Still, I got through a big ol’ pile so there’s that. Oh and I got told that if’n I didn’t want to drop off stuff myself, to call and they’d send someone to pick it up. Somehow, that makes me feel special. However, I will probably drop it off myself just to show my face and get out of da cave for a bit. I’m sure that would be a good thing. Well, that and at some point tomorrow I need to go to the sto’ so I could do it all then.
Now, what for dindin… bein’ as I am all alone tonight I don’t feel like fixin’ anything major. Hmmm… maybe grilled PB&Bacon.
Ok, that does it! If’n I ever do get hitched it’s a kegger in the back yard all the way.
Oy. It turned into The Day of Emergencies. No, none of them involved bleeding or the possible loss of a million dollars. They’re all just mostly-minor things going wrong and people blowing them way out of proportion. Bleh.
Oh and I meant to add earlier, Boise’s one of the cities on my list of places I wouldn’t mind living some day. No, I’ve never been there, but that didn’t stop me from moving here! Why would it stop me in the future?