Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 63 Amurrkin out and rainy with a predicted high of 71 and rain for the day. This is pretty much the Moanday forecast as well.
BBBobbio yay for Rugrat and FDIL visit! Y’all have fun!
StickyBuns yay for feelin’ better and N.O.L. with an old friend!
Nettie sorry for the sucky irkday.
MOOOOOOM I found out who has brownie breath. He didn’t even deny it, the spoiled brat.
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants sustenance. Purtification for deheathenization also must commence. If’n it were not for the fact that I have pasta sallit and tea already made I’d consider not venturin’ out in the ick at all.
All purtified for deheathenization. OYKW is now undergoin’ his purtification ritual. Meanwhile it’s pourin’ rain and I hear occasional thunder. Accordin’ to the weather PTB we should see tstorms at least this mornin’. It’s ick out but warmish. I’d rather warmish and rainy than cold and rainy.
Final night of securitatin’ that event last night. Again, event peoples was lovely- but that drive was really getting to me. So tired, I may be too late for Sunday juggling club, which I was planning on going to having missed it for weeks- I only woke up at 1.45 pee emm, and it runs from 2 til 4.
Maybe I’ll just be fashionably late, I can catch the last hour if I’m quick purtyfyin’ and stop messin’ about online…
It’s a sunny breezy 42 degrees with a projected high of 58.
I don’t know if I’m going out today or not. My friend invited me over but she has things to do and I’m thinking the next week or so is going to be a lot of running so we’ll be spending plenty of time together anyway.
I need to irk anyway.
I wish I had brownie breath.
Wave as you drive by BBBobbio
Lunch with a friend is a good thing **Sticky **
I was trying to spend some time talking to my mother this morning but she likes to listen to Joel Osteen and like most TV evangelists, he makes me want to punch him in the face so I’m playing on here instead. My nieces are going to take her up to the hospital later today, I’ll go another day, he’s going to be in there for a while.
Ha!
I just read a list of the 9 signs of stress
I’ve got every one of them
Isn’t that a surprise!
Well, that was great fun! We just loaded the trailer with crap that will go to the dump - rotted wood crap, rusty metal crap, broken crap, crap crap crap!!! And 4 golf cart batteries that are decidedly dead. The metal stuff is in the truck bed - it’ll get thrown on the recycle pile. The batteries will go on the battery pile, and the rest goes into the big dumpsters to be buried in the landfill. Anything that is worth selling is set aside for the yard sale. Everything else goes.
I’ve also got a load of jeans on the line - it’s nice and sunny so they should dry quickly. I even took hangers out so they’ll be closet-ready when I bring them in. Yay!
Sloppy joes for supper - I just got the ground beef out to thaw - I need to make it up early so it’ll have time to come to full flavor. It’ll be lots better tomorrow, but then I’d have to come up with supper for tonight. That ain’t gonna happen.
After the game, we went to see the Flower Show @ Herald Square (for the 2nd time in two days in my case) & then had dinner in an eye-talian joint in the village. (due to the long day & need to still drive home, passed on getting a bottle of white, a bottle of red perhaps a bottle of rose instead, though. ;)) Rosie, didn’t check the board again until later but I wasn’t alone up there. Iffn I was going solo, I would’ve invited the area mumpers, you & Drae.
Niether, but if I had to choose, I’d root for the home team. This was the reason I wanted to go. I stomped around that area in my younger days & wasn’t sure if 2015 meant 2014-15 season or 2015-16 season.
Usually I’ll wear Orange & Black (& did last night - got about 4-5 people saying great jersey to me), but being an alternate stadium had me really wishing I had one of these jerseys to wear!
Got up late just because I could, then faffed about doing domestic stuff before N.O.L. - after that, it was a long overdue trip to the dump with loads of wooden bits from the doors where we took off the panels covering the really nice wood and we finally waved goodbye to a nasty 70s decorating fashion disaster.
Took the chance to get rid of some other bits and pieces at the same time, so that has made a start on the masses of things that we need to get out of the house to properly declutter. I also got rid of a broken curtain track from one of the upstairs rooms (recently bought a new black metal pole to replace it) and was intending to get rid of the curtains too. However, when I took them down, I realised that the curtains had been pulled together and stapled to the pelmet so once I got the staples out, I had a useable pair of curtains instead of another decorating disaster. I don’t like the curtains, the pattern is just too loud and busy for my taste, but they will do for now until the room is decorated and I decide what colour I really want.
I’ve also done my half-hour workout (day 6 of 30-day shred) so now I am off to soak in the bath for a while and recover. There may be vacuuming later, and then 'im indoors will be making dinner for me tonight.
Oh, and the neighbours continue to be a complete bunch of f*cktards.
Well Mumpers, there is drama and hot cop action in my little apartment complex. I was asleep for it but my morning was spent picking up shards of glass, apparently thing one and two had it out last night. One is the Aunt of Mr. and Ms. Meth and blames two for their removal, while protesting their innocence. Two is, shall we say, not helping much.
The Capt is not happy and is about to put One and Two in red shirts and send them on an away mission.
Howdy Y’all! I’m all deheathenated, had a good N.O.L. and a nappy poo even. ‘Tis dreary and rainy still so a nice day to be in da cave. Accordin’ to my unofficial rain guage, since last night we have had one and three quarters of an inch of rain.
Jim thing one and thing two do indeed sound like red shirt candidates.
I got to go home a couple of hours early today because I’s tahred. I blame this on
a) finishing my second fictional story last night which I did because
b) I got to the part in Erik Larsen’s Thunderstruckwhere Scotland Yard found the remains of a murder victim in a basement and :eek::eek::eek::eek::eek:. I thought watching murder shows on TV had jaded me. Nope! Murderers in 1910 were hardcore!
So I didn’t get to sleep until around 11 or so. Alarm goes off at 5:30.
I saw a gen-u-wine po-leece chase yesterday morning!
The first copper pulled up & tried to use his car to cut off the suspect (who was not driving), got out of his car & started to come around to the other side to make apprehension, when said suspect took off arunnin’ again a few feet down the road. First copper ran back to his side, got in, pulled up, & tried the cutoff maneuver again. This happened a couple of times. Two of his associates came a flyin’ up in their cars, lights a blazin sigh-reens a whalin’ One was driving the wrong way & the other ended up going in reverse around the circle (I think was part of the reason the suspect was runnin’; he was skeered!)
I also think there was a language barrier as the copper was probably yellin’, “Freeze, put your paws in the air, you mutt!” instead of the in suspect’s native language of, “BowWowWowWowWow, Ruffruffruff!”
Isn’t it funny how when you don’t want to do something that some other unbearable task suddenly becomes appealing?
Yeah, I was out trying to work on the giant hole in the yard (don’t ask) instead of sitting in here working on applications. Although, it turns out that dirt is heavy and I soon gave up on that idea. Now, as you can tell, I’ve gotten right to work.
*mmmmmmmm *- sloppy joes were mega-yum! We’s now fed and the dishes have been loaded and rinsed. I feel kinda grubby, so I’ll shower tonight instead of waiting till the morning. It’s been a pretty good day.
I hate lying, even when I didn’t lie intentionally.
I’m not even sure I did lie but anyway one of my ex pet sitting clients just sent a text saying that she heard I was still in the area and hadn’t moved.
I told her yes, the deal fell through last minute and that I have a contract on a house now and that I didn’t say anything about not moving because I knew I was still going to move.
I don’t know why I feel bad but I do. It’s not like I meant to lie and if I had waited until the last minute to tell people I was leaving that would have left them in a jam.
I saw no reason to tell them I wasn’t moving though because I didn’t want to go back and forth with the now I’m moving, no I’m not, oops moving again, wait! no I’m not.
So why do I feel so lousy?
**sari **- guilt is often illogical and annoying. With all the things you have to stress about, this is certainly not one of them. I suggest a dose of chocolate and a chill pill!
