Well, apparently bowling last night and going to the Michigan game today is supposed to be a blind date.
It’d be good if I knew…you know…minutes before my buddy and I left for bowling last night. Not that’d change any of my tactics, though.
Jahdra, going to spring for that big MMP party that we’ve been planning?
rigs, you could try it with heavy cream, but the original recipe specifies double cream, which is thicker even than whipping cream. You can stand spoons up in it.
Late night working and then watching terrible movies with a bunch of Husbands. I’m going to put the kettle on and see if I can drag Mr. Lissar out of bed.
I have big plans today to clean my house other than that not much going on
Good morning everyone. I’m up, caffienated, and just about to head out the door with my daughter for the senior portrait thing.
After that, it’s off to the DOL so she can take her test, and hopefully, get a permit.
After that, it’s back home and then possibly to the mall. All of my watches have officially died, so now I need to get batteries for them. Mr. Taters also received a beautiful watch last year for his million miles of safe driving, but the band needs links taken out so he can wear it.
Later, my youngest sister may come by. She’s up here now, until her wedding in Portland at the end of the month.
Tomorrow is playtime on the boat. It’s supposed to be nice, I hope the weather holds .
Oooh! Gotta go. Be back later.
Good Saturday morning, all. For your entertainment, I will keep you posted on the adventures of my husband going out to shop for my birthday! (This ought to be good–he’s notoriously bad at it.) First off, I’m sure he left a full hour before the stores are open. I see his frustration factor raised by one level, right there.
Other than that, I’m sitting here finishing a “shoulder piece” in crochet that I’m wearing to a concert tomorrow that we’ve had tickets to for MONTHS. For my birthday, dontcha know.
I’m going to draw this birthday thing out for three or four weeks, if I can get away with it. (It’s not until the 19th, so no wishes are due yet.)
We have a new squirrel living in our backyard. I wonder how he’ll get along with the gopher. It’s driving all the fur children nuts.
Our hot weather finally broke and it great to live here again. We took a long walk on the beach and along the main drag last night. Good times.
Okay, enough rambling and I need to get this piece done. Ya’ll have a groovy day, okay?
Liss–I’ve never heard of double cream… :eek: I just heard another artery die!
Only if you massage my feet while wearing your fire gear. And listen to that doctor! You don’t want to heal or something? And who is Gabrielle? You’re already cheatin’ on me and my feet are not even massaged yet!? Men! :mad:
pupvalet–line forms to the left. Tuck your shirt in. Stand up straight. Smile. Much better. How are you at foot massage? 
GT–the thought of staying in a dorm… :eek: Are you a closet masochist? Glad you had fun-wish I could have gone. Can’t wait to see the pics!
Off to a neighboring town’s fall fest today. Should be fun-and the weather is fantastic. Yay!
BooFae-your cat looks very Maggie Smith to me–disapproving and resigned to tolerating stupidity. 'Im indoors looks like he doesn’t care what the cat thinks. He is One with the PC… 
Good luck with the sale, FCM and MamaT!
canineservant - if you’re looking for a willing massage [del]victim[/del] patient, lookk no further than my neck and shoulders.
Smokey so loves that new cat food that, altho she still begs for it, she doesn’t eat the scraps of people food I give her. She used to love deli roast beast, I always buy more than I need so I can share it with her. She meowed will I made my sammich so I tossed a small bit on the floor for her - she actually looked at it, looked at me :dubious:ly and walked away 
We are back from the senior picture yearbook session with many pieces of paper in hand. We need to decide on what package we’ll be purchasing…not cheap by any stretch of the imagination. Once we’ve decided which package we’ll be purchasing, I’ll set up a session for the actual pictures. I’ve actually purchased two sessions; the “premiere” which allows for three changes of clothes and many settings, and an outdoor “mini” which will be taken in a park or something.
After that, we were off to the DOL where my daughter attempted to get her driver’s permit. She missed six questions, so she needs to study more and come back. I told her, this one was free, the next one she’s paying for.
I hope the sale goes well for **FCM ** and for Mama Tigs.
I guess we’re not going to the mall to get our watches taken care of, because Mr. Taters wants to wash the rigs and needs to head to the hardware store for a bolt for the boat trailer.
I guess I’ll do some clean-up around the house and then go to the grocery store.
House is clean! I only need to wash the tile floors but I need a new mop so I will do that tomorrow. I have also paid some bills so I feel very productive today 
Going to this tonight which should be fun.
Need to figure out what to wear and also find some lunch…laters!
Just so everyone is clear on this I did not get beat up by a beer, I got beat up by a bunch of full PBR cans. The bruise, however, does not look as nasty as I thought it was gonna look. I didn’t get the worst of it though. Third shift Thursday/Friday did. All night long. The problem got fixed on my shift. YAY!!! Speaking of which I have no idea what I will be doing next week. I just have to show up, wait and see. This makes me nervous. I like knowin’ ahead of time what’s goin’ on.
Good luck Moooooom and BioTigs! Hope y’all sell lots and lots o’stuff.
I’m feelin’ kinda ick. Upset tummy ick, so I’ve been drinkin’ ginger ale and munchin’ on crackers today. Seems to be helpin’.
That’s all from da cave.
Later Y’all!
it’s all that PBR you been drinkin’ - - that stuff is nastier than Schaeffer was.
Home, exhausted, sunburnt, but showered. **MamaTigs ** is on her way home - she should be halfway there by now.
Since I’m doing the next MMP, all I’m going to say now is the weather was lovely, if warm and sunny, and other than a biscuit sammich from McD’s this morning and a handful or two of pretzels around 1, I haven’t had anything to eat. I’m starving! And my rat brother took **FCD ** out to eat after they sailed, so he won’t want to eat. AND I’M STARVING!!!
Guess I gotta thaw something. This would be a good day for the food fairy to drop by…
rigs, double cream is something like 40%. It’s the consistency of mayonnaise. We’ve just started being able to get it here. It’s the best stuff in the whole world, particularly if you want to die of a heart attacks. Strawberries and double cream…
I’ve just started compiling a list of what I think we’re going to need for the kidlet, and I’m having heart attacks. I want to be minimalist, and the heavily consumerist baby stuff market is scary. I don’t know anything about any of this stuff! It’s intimidating! I just want a stroller that isn’t the size of a battleship. I do not want a bouncy seat, swing, ergonomic playpen with fifteen different features, or computerised high chair!
Aagh.
In other news, Nathaniel poked Aerin today. She was on my lap, complaining about the lack of space, and he poked her. She looked offended and got down. Good baby.
No longer starving. I had me a PB&J and some Tin Roof ice cream. I’m in my comfy robe, and I’m ready for bed. It’s 6:30 and I think I could crash and sleep all night. My sweetie is crashed on the couch.
I just got all the pics from **MamaTigs ** - she’s so efficient! I’ll be uploading them soon. I should probably start writing the next MMP before I forget all the excitement of the day.
It could be the fumes from bein’ pelted with all that beer! BioRosie that must be it! You’re a gen-youse!
Actually I’m feelin’ better. I just ate some soup. I haven’t pooped in over two hours. That’s a good sign. What? Somebody had to do today’s TMI afterall!
I’m sitting in the lounge at the youth hostel, waiting for Faraway Best Friend and her crew to show up. They’re later than planned. Looks like their flight landed about 2 hours ago, but they haven’t made it to the hostel yet. Wish they’d hurry up!!! At least I ate a really late lunch. Otherwise I’d be heading out in search of food already.
Went to the art museum this morning - got kind of a late start. Did some more walking around and looking for places to eat nearby and stuff to do. Shockingly, there isn’t a shortage of either.
Don’t worry LiLi. You’ll be able to survive with with an ergonomic playpen with only 10 features. I assume you’ve already looked up old threads on this subject? If not, you should start one…
Glad you had a nice day, FCM and Mama Tigs. I’m looking forward to the official story. (Although I might not get to see it till later in the week…)
Thanks for the extra TMI, swampy!
It’s not noisy like a normal dorm, rigs, so it doesn’t really bother me for a little while. I’ve had a couple of interesting conversations, including one with one of my roommates who was amazed/amused that I was the last one in last night (even though I was clearly the oldest person in the room) and the first one up.
Off to wait some more… ::sigh::
GT
I’ve started playing Virtual Villagers today. I accidentally dragged on of my man-people near one of my woman-people and she somehow got knocked up. Spent an amusing half hour naming all my people. The mother was named Mama Tigs cos it was the first name I thought of that seemed suitable. I might try to fit in other Doper names as my folks get knocked up more.
One TIRED Tiger checking in here. I’m home, showered, fed, and trying to contemplate working on this rather larger than I thought initially rush job that’s theoretically due Monday. (Yeah, right, sure! They know not to expect it from me then, even if they want it then!) But it was a lovely time. Fairy Chat Estates is a delightful place, as are all the critters – Miss Brandy has the most gorgeous eyes I think I’ve ever seen on a cat! FCM’s clay playroom is lovely, and FCD’s Manland of tools is truly astonishing. It’s a good thing Papa Tigs wasn’t along, he’d be drowning in a puddle of envious drool right about now. FCD has a truly impressive collection of tools, power and otherwise!
The sale was more productive for FCM than for me – I’ll let her fill you in on all the details – but I had a respectable first outing and will have at least a small donation to make to my charity. And I learned some valuable lessons for next time, which will be late next month. I think the weather today definitely was not in my favor – most people simply aren’t looking for woolen knitted things on a 90° day. But late October, when it’s cooler and closer to Christmas, should be much better for me. It also gives me some more productive knitting time, so it’s back to the knitting salt mines for me. I was surprised at what sold, though; one scarf I almost didn’t take because after I was halfway through it, I realized that the color variations in the yarn are very uneven and, IMO, seriously ugly was one of the first things to move. So an obvious lesson is: Don’t let my own personal tastes completely prevail, but force myself to expand my color horizons into things that I would never, ever choose otherwise.
I also made a surprisingly inexpensive stop in the craft show locale’s local Very Expensive Yarn Shop, which fortuitously was open right behind where our booth was set up. I escaped with only $22 of cotton/silk yarn, that was 30% off, in a stunning royal blue and rich purple. I fear I may be visiting that Very Expensive Yarn Shop again, especially if I ever need any Cascade 220 yarn (a classic wool yarn); they have probably every single color of it ever made, and Cascade 220 comes in a lot of colors. They have a whole 10-foot wall of Cascade 220, I nearly pulled out my credit card and said, “I’ll take one of everything!” But I decided I’d like to be allowed to return home, so I just wiped the drool off my chin and went back to the sale shelves. Sigh.
Papa Tigs and the Idiots drove down to give the Idiots something to do besides go swimming, which Rusty probably shouldn’t do at least until all the IV holes in his front legs heal; fortunately, riding in the car always runs a close second in terms of doggie excitement. And then on the way home they stopped at a woods preserve and took a nice walk, where apparently Rusty decided he wanted to go say hi to a flock of geese. The geese were not amused. Isaac apparently had met up with flocks of large, nasty birds in his days on the street before we adopted him; he wanted to have nothing to do with them, smart dog that he is! So they had a wonderful day, too. And they got to make so many new friends! Life is so GOOD when you’re a dog! Or something.
Last but definitely not least, Papa Tigs was very impressed with the improvement in FCM’s pottery skills since we first met her at this same craft show last year. As am I – she’s getting really good! Someday when she’s rich and famous, we can all say we knew her when.
I’m going to go back to pretending to do some work now. “Pretending” being the operative word; I’m mostly counting down till bedtime. Sitting out in the heat all day does sap your energy, even if it is full of good company.
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MMP is just about ready for Monday - damn, I’m good!
Gotta get the pics uploaded, then it’ll be good to go. That’ll give me something to do tomorrow while I’m doing laundry.