Indeed donkeybear I did ask for details. However, you gave details. Heh… I am definitely the definition of “older” man.
I got everything done, taken to work, went to the sto’ and am now home havin’ a beerverage. I’m all alone again cause ol’ y’all know who is workin’ late to make sure things look good for tomorrow’s inspection. Poor thing. Tomorrow I shall make him good dindin. I got squash, fresh peas, smoked poke chops and some collard greens today. Ima do this for dindin tomorrow. He’ll be “appreciative”.
I played the feud a bit ago. Remember how I bragged about kickin’ db’s butt? I’m gonna pay for that cause Ima tank big time on this feud. :smack:
That’s it. I’m calling it a day… there’s a chair on a patio somewhere that’s just waiting for my bum, and a cold pint of beer sitting in front of it that’s calling my name.
Spaz, hope the extraction of WOWCrack Roomie is as drama-free as one can hope for in this particular situation. Maybe it’s time to stock up on tranq darts?
I could be available for a trapshooting expedition.
As far as cleaning up, we just had within the last hour a bicycle-truck collision and a cardiac arrest. Neither had happy endings; I didn’t go to either call because they were on the other side of Cottonfield County. Kicking WOWCrack’s ass and patching him up afterwards sounds like a lot more fun.
Dare I ask… what does this mean?
Well, all is not quiet on this front. My son received his new Macbook that he bought with Bmitzvah money (after all the thank you’s went out ).
He thought he had to install the system- did a partial install before we could stop him and messed something up. New system is installing as we speak and all will be fine.
He’s having a melt down over this. I am not pleased- frankly really unhappy.
Ugh. Teenagers-- one minute the picture of maturity, the next, toddlers all over again. Sigh.
I washed collard greens. Ok, they were the “pre-washed” kind but I don’t trust that. Besides they always leave stems in ‘em and stems have no place in a pot of collards. I also don’t trust “pre-washed” bag sallit. Oh, I buy it but I also wash before usin’. Hmmmmm… ya know, that’s kinda like how my grandmother wouldn’t let us drink Coke from the can. She always made us pour it in a glass first because she said there might be a spider in the can. Man, the stuff that swims around in our gene pools!
I’m feelin’ all tahred. I guess the combination of work, mowin’ and several beerverages are all workin’ together. Maybe I’ll go lie in bed and watch some teevee.
Yay, Pie! Yay, Taters! <flinging confetti with wild and reckless abandon>
I’m mostly caught up - I just kinda skimmed and I probably missed something significant but my brain is fried so what ya gonna do?
I’m all moved into my new cubicle - I have a WINDOW!!! I’m gonna take a plant in to brighten my little corner. My new job is really tedious. I know it’s important, and I know where we’re heading with it, but it doesn’t keep this first phase from being really boring. I got a call today from our 'puter folks - they’ve built my new work 'puter and they were loading the software. So yay for that.
And on that note, I’m heading back to bed. I’m tired. But tomorrow is Firday, and SIL is starting his new job, then he’s going out of town till maybe Sunday morning. Dunno if daughter is coming home this weekend - guess we’ll see.
:Pines for Trader Joe’s, especially the Triple Ginger Snaps:
When Attacks Husband went to California he put twenty suggestions in the “Suggestions” box with possible Trader Joe’s locations in Toronto. In spite of that, they have not moved here, so no Fage yogurt for Lissla. Or chocolate covered cherries. Or Hawaiian chips. Or amazing cheap dried fruit.
Sob.
Well, except when lovely, lovely MMPers and American friends ship stuff up here.
I am sitting here eating a box of Girl Scout Thin Mints. Envy me. And no, it’s not Girl Scout cookie season; it’s just that they’ve got five pods filled with ‘em from last year’s cookie sales at the family center at Papa Tigs’ hospital, so they foist 'em off on anybody they can. I was the fortunate recipient. Nom nom, Thin Mints, chocolate and mint!
A friend just sent me a link to some amazing aerial photographs. I can’t even begin to decide which one is my favorite. Maybe all of them are.
Well, we had a bit of almost-drama. My mom and I went to dinner and then grocery shopping this evening. When we stopped at the shop to drop off the groceries, the kitchen door was WIDE OPEN flapping in the breeze! I tentatively walked in and investigated, threw the dead-bolt to the rest of the building and then looked through all the coolers and stuff. Nothing was missing. We were very, very lucky. The last person to leave, OtherEmployee, probably left by 2 at the absolute latest and we got there at 8. :eek:
Incidentally, the last person to leave that door open after leaving was (drumroll please) OtherEmployee’s son! :rolleyes:
I want to smash something. Instead of hugs, please send things for me to smack into the middle of next week. OK day at work, am canceled for tomorrow, which would stink except that NOW I have to run around like a fool–I had forgotten I was working next Wed and made a hair appt, so switched that to tomorrow, then found that the house was kept closed up all day and the AC was not turned on, so the house was like a stuffy too warm closet, turned the AC on, only to find that the icemaker in the freezer has not made ice. Cannot find the fridge’s owner’s manual (but found manuals for several other already defunct appliances that we don’t own anymore); fiddled with it and let’s hope it works now.
Then #1 son asked to be taken to a friend’s house (in the pouring rain–I cannot wait until that boy has his license), came back home and ate some dinner (left overs and they weren’t good).
Then #2 son’s glasses decided to break. Got out the superglue to fix them and managed to glue the effing things to my fingers instead. Got the nail polish remover, fixed that, got the recalcitrant lenses back in the wire rim, screwed it down and voila! the OTHER efffing lense falls out. I messed with it for a bit, think I’ve stripped the tiny screw, so go get the repair kit and finally manage to get it screwed in, but it looks dicey, so now I have to get that fixed tomorrow as well. And now TH walks in, says, I thought you were working late tonight and he has [del]a redheaded bimbo on his arm, half-dressed!*[/del] brought dinner home, but I’ve already eaten. :mad: And then I try to get online, but this MacBook tells me it has to make a correction in the size of my iDisk so I click OK and then it comes up with a window that says, “you are not authorized to perform this function”–like I wanted to anyway! So now I’m worried that some hacker jerk has gotten into my stuff and done god knows what with it. And NONE of my Scrabble friends have made their move.
I will start throwing things soon. <looks for something fairly heavy to heave>
Now, I’m going to go watch Harry Potter #2 and nobody will fuck with me, got that? <scowls at MMP and world. FEEL my mighty anger and tremble!>
Eh I think today is an ice cream and chocolate day too.
Or maybe just a large mug of tea.
Told Dad about the car, and of course he asks about the year etc and how much I paid and the next thing he asks is why didn’t you buy a new one because what you paid would be a good downpayment.
Argh! Dad! I’m 25, I know my freaking budget. A new car is not in the budget because I was looking at about $150 - 200 payments even on a cheapish car and probably 200-300 for insurance and on top of that gas. So we’re looking at about half my rent. On top of rent, daycare, student loans and just eating. Eating would get lost in there I think…
I didn’t need the third degree about that, my job, and why didn’t I call back the people I interviewed with to ask exactly why didn’t I get a job. I know why, I fucked up and didn’t study and was out of full time school for too long to bullshit my way in. I forgot stuff. Simple as that. Not like I can’t go back to school and apply again and do much better later.
Also at work I got a mini lecture from the boss. It was meant to be a teaching thing but it was partially informative and partially annoying because I don’t have all the info he has in his head (specifically delivery times, he may know it takes this company two days to get it there but only one if we do it like this… I thought they both took one day and they usually do IME), and I was waiting for a quote but didn’t get one (or the boss intercepted the fax, or it ended up in his bin not mine but either way I did not get that info) and I made my decision with what I know not with what he knows. sighs
apologies to all that I’ve missed keeping up with this week; I’ve mostly been lurking and not posting much. Haze, you know we’re always ready to have some soapy drama from you. That’s why we lurve you so much! LiLi, I love that Fage yogurt, but have now discovered a Canadian brand called Mediterannee (I think?) - of course, it’s WHOLE fat (LOL) but this stuff tastes soooo delicious, especially frozen!
Argh, here it goes again! I start writing a post and have all kinds of things to say, specific pieces to specific Mumpers, then halfway in, I forget what I wanted to say, and -worse- who it was to be directed to!! It’s stunningly annoying, let me tell ya. At any rate, good to hear from all of you, keep doing what you’re doing, and be careful!! And hugs to all and any who want/need them.
Heh… I am definitely the definition of “older” man.
Thanks for the compliments on the pics.
And no, it’s not Girl Scout cookie season; it’s just that they’ve got five pods filled with ‘em from last year’s cookie sales at the family center at Papa Tigs’ hospital, so they foist 'em off on anybody they can. I was the fortunate recipient. Nom nom, Thin Mints, chocolate and mint! 
so I click OK and then it comes up with a window that says, “you are not authorized to perform this function”–like I wanted to anyway! So now I’m worried that some hacker jerk has gotten into my stuff and done god knows what with it. And NONE of my Scrabble friends have made their move.
That’s why we lurve you so much! LiLi, I love that Fage yogurt, but have now discovered a Canadian brand called Mediterannee (I think?) - of course, it’s WHOLE fat (LOL) but this stuff tastes soooo delicious, especially frozen!