Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’ here. Soon I shall purtify for churchification. Plus I need to heat up a casserole.
MOOOOOOM I’ll keep cuz in my thoughts and prayers. You’re right though. That’s awfully young to be dealing with breast cancer.
Everybody have a good day!
What lunatic doctor waits two years to start a patient on chemo? That makes me grrrrrrrr :mad:
Good morning, Mumpers.
Good thoughts and prayers headed out for your cousin, FCM. That is awfully young to be dealing with something like that. 
Funny video, though.
Happy 3-month birthday to Angelboy.
I was up too late and am still considering falling asleep again for a while.
GT
I managed to go back to sleep and here I am again! Anybody miss me?
I misread - she’s been getting the chemo. Now she’s going to be starting radiation. I don’t have all the details, but Cousin C is a nurse, so I trust she wouldn’t let her firstborn put herself at risk.
Well, time to get into real clothes I guess. I should probably run a vacuum too - there’s Bernie hair in clumps all over the place. How is she *not *bald by now??
Wow FCM, that’s some dancing. My other comments have flown out of my head.
Heh. I thought the board changes were just me too. Now, I know I’m not the only one. The quick reply is back (Thanks Jerry), but it’s different too…
So, if you go to a parade of the marching Trojans, do they throw condoms instead of candy??
GT, I’m confirminating. 
There will be a new MMP for those pesky furriners to play in the morning.
Um…I’m talking to a friend in Edinburough, so I’m totally distracted. More comments later, I must go argue about the financial world some more.
I’ve been to a parade or two where they were throwing condoms! Man, sometimes I miss New Orleans.
Still sleepy, but now up and ready to get to work. Need to clean and paint and do laundry today.
Thanks you for your confirmination, mousie. Isn’t it nice to have a way to exchange secret messages? 
:D:p
Happy Sunday!!!
GT
I thought Sunday afternoons were meant to be for lazing around. So far I have made (and scoffed) mushroom stroganoff, emptied and cleaned the kitty litter tray, emptied the bins, made a carrot cake (grated my fingers in the process which wasn’t fun), washed the dishes and cleaned all the kitchen worktops, tiles and the cooker top. Now I have ironing to do!
Yesterday I took my poorly phone to the repair shop, they plugged it in and predictably it worked fine in there. Of course, since then it hasn’t worked at all and is still dead as the proverbial dodo. I have been looking for a replacement but couldn’t find anything I liked in the shops and Motorola don’t market that particular phone in the UK any more. I have seen the black one (which I wanted) on Amazon for £95 and the silver version for £65, but I didn’t really want the silver one. So now I’m having a “should I, shouldn’t I, can I really afford it?” kind of afternoon.
Perhaps the ironing will give me the answers.
I also am frightened and confused by small changes. 
Woo boy. Mr. Lissar just called SiL and bitch-slapped her. He started out very polite, and it escalated. I think he said everything that our family has been thinking for the last five years. It was… I feel a bit shaky, and I wasn’t even talking. She claims to be supportive, flexible, and never insulting or rude. He told her not to send ambiguous or insulting emails to him, he told her she was emotionally abusive, and we’ve all been hands-off because it’s their damn marriage, he told her that our family doesn’t argue for fun, but if she wants to get hostile we will by God stop being fucking polite about her revolting behaviour.
He told her to stay the fuck away from his brother until his brother is well again.
Woo, boy. That was satisfying.
Way to go, Mr. Lissar! You rock!
Way to go, Mr. Lisslar!
Just woke up from a nap. Now my stomach is very shaky and I’m sure that it’s mostly because I’m upset about the prospect of losing my business. I still haven’t paid all of September’s bills and I don’t know how I’m even going to begin to tackle the ones for October.
Get her, Mr. Lisslar!
I’m tired. I’ve only been up 30 minutes or so, but I didn’t get to sleep and bed until waaaaaay late. The 99 shindig was a success, although we didn’t win any money this time. Our guests had a great time, all mingled well, and there was plenty of food and drink.
There was talk of going out to breakfast this morning. I however, just want to stay home. I don’t want to do anywhere today.
I see they’ve made changes to the board. I wonder when I’ll get the word “Charter” back in my membership status?
Boo ya! Good on Mr Lissar for finally giving SIL a piece of his mind.
Sorry to hear about your coz’s daughter, FCM. They’ve made a lot of progress in the past few years when it comes to breast cancer and the survival rates are very encouraging, but the Big C is still a scary illness - that’s why it’s been my charity of choice for over 2 years now. Sending good thoughts her way.
Slept in this morning, then puttered around doing nothing for a couple of hours… time to get my ass in gear now, though.
I’m thinking I’ll get some chikkie soup going on the stove, since it’s still cold and yuck, and once that’s done I’ll terrorize the cats by vaccuuming the house. Hopefully that’ll inspire me to reorganize my wardrobe and shoes (time to put away the summer stuff and pull out the fall stuff), and maybe even mop the floors. I’d appreciate if y’all can radiate some happy energetic thoughts in this direction.
Go Mr. Lissar!!! Hope he told her that all your internet friends agree with him, too.
Sorry about the unhappy business stuff, Pie. Hugs.
Today is national unhappy computer day. It looks like there’s something seriously wrong with the brand new laptop. The power supply doesn’t seem to work any more. And before that started, I was having problems with the video. It went to odd colors for a while after I’d watched a bunch of shows, then it started to go to a black screen after I would watch for a bit. From what I’ve Googled, power supply and video problems can be related. Since it’s still under warranty, I’m not worried, but definitely annoyed. I’ve backed everything up to my external hard drive, so I’m OK as far as stuff on the laptop goes.
Moved over to the dinosaur and the hard drive was making a noise. I shut it off the other day because it was making that noise. Usually that does it and I’ll be able to restart without grinding sound. Not this time. It’s subsided as I’ve been typing this post. I’m just hoping I won’t be computer-less while the laptop is being fixed.
Of course, I can’t even figure out where to send/take the laptop because HP has an extremely unhelpful web site.
Quite enough for the computer rant.
I’ve painted some (fan blades and more baseboards), cleaned up a bit in the garden, and am now taking a laundry break.
Back to trying to be productive.
GT
Yes. He appreciated the yays, but is still sad that he lost his temper while doing it.
They hadn’t put the heat on in our building until about twenty minutes ago. It’s been very cold for the last few weeks, and freezing for the past couple of days. About 8C inside. That’s one reason to bake. The landlady was having trouble getting the furnace running.
I’m off to work in a few minutes. Everyone think Nat-not-freaking-out thoughts for Mr. Lissar.
LiLi, you go give that nice husband a hug and a cheek smooch from me and tell him there’s a place in the world for righteous anger–and I can attest to that after having to spray a large can of Troll B-Gone all over the Pit! Some behavior needs to be addressed and some people are like Missouri mules–gotta hit 'em with a 2x4 just to get their attention.
I slept in late this morning and I just have to say that winding up a Pit situation (Pituation?) first thing before coffee is NOT the best course of action if one wants one’s stomach to be happy and mellow. Then again, if I’d come here first I probably woulda been too fluffybunny to deal with it, so there you have it…
It also didn’t help that stupidy Stiggs cat peed on the bathroom rug again last night–he doesn’t want to wake me up to let him out because he knows he won’t get back in again after I’ve gone back to sleep so he bedews the rug–guess it’s time to bring out the auxiliary emergency cat box and set that up every night again. Grump. I hate using it because it HAS to be in the exact right spot where he’d pee anyway, the rug has to be taken up so my footies are cold when I go in and Pratchett uses it if his box displeases him so there’s always litter on the floor which also feels yuck on my feet. Then I have to sweep up the litter before I put the rug back down or Himself will just put the rug down on top of it and that just gets horrible. Sometimes it’s really sucky living in a small house, especially with all these boys!
I need to go do something fun today, I think. I’m getting very unhappy inside my head what with worrying about jobs and suchlike and Himself is being a grumpy bastard as well which does NOT help!
Sorry to be such a whiny pest…
Good Afternoon Y’all!
LiLi good for Mr. Lissar!
{{{CutiePie}}} Here’s hopin’ things get better.
I ate way too much at brunch. It was truly a feast! All kinds of good stuff. Including homemade chocolates! MMMMMMMMM… good!
I think I’ll wander over to the pit and read a while. Sometimes it’s fun to read a good bitch fight.
No heat? Oy. We finally gave in and turned on the furnace on Tuesday - it was getting too cold to sleep comfortably at night, and waaaaay too cold to want to get out of bed in the morning. Hope the landlady gets the furnace up and running soon, LiLi.
Chicken soup is simmering away on the stovetop. The Boy’s been under the weather lately, so I decided to go with traditional Bubbie-style… carrots, onion, leek, parsnip, celery, peppercorns, garlic, parsley, rosemary, lemon thyme and LOTS of dill.
I wish I could bottle up the way the house smells right now… I like to call it Jewish aromatherapy.
No heat? Oy. We finally gave in and turned on the furnace on Tuesday - it was getting too cold to sleep comfortably at night, and waaaaay too cold to want to get out of bed in the morning. Hope the landlady gets the furnace up and running soon, LiLi.
Chicken soup is simmering away on the stovetop. The Boy’s been under the weather lately, so I decided to go with traditional Bubbie-style… carrots, onion, leek, parsnip, celery, peppercorns, garlic, parsley, rosemary, lemon thyme and LOTS of dill.
I wish I could bottle up the way the house smells right now… I like to call it Jewish aromatherapy.