All I can say is we really, reallly must hold another pool party next year! That is if our SOs don’t ban us from associating with each other. 
bobbio, sorry about the kitty. Appendages crossed for a good alienectomy.
biotigs, appendages crossed for poor Rusty as well. Hope it was just a tummyache from eating Mole.
I am tres busy this week so appropriate other comments to all. Love you guys!
Tupug
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HAPPY [size=1]belated BIRTHDAY, PUGGY![/size]
I haven’t completely caught up yet but I’m working on it. Right now though I’m waiting for the Apple “Beat Goes On” event to start so I can glean some news on what the new iPod will be about. It doesn’t start 'til 1:00pm EST (10:00am PST) so I’ve still got just under an hour before the bloggers start busying their fingers. In the mean time though I’ve gotta run out for some coffee. I definitely need some coffee.
Drive-by post!
Thoughts and prayers for your op, bobbio. Sorry about losing another kitty! 
{{{MamaTigs}}} - I hope Rusty will be okay!
Gotta go sort some dinner out - ciao for now!
Has Bobbio left yet? Good. 'Cause I want to let you all in on the joke.
I snuck into the hospital where he’s going for his hand surgery. When no one was looking, I changed the information in his medical record. When Bob wakes up from the surgery, he’ll find nothing done to the hand, but he will have breasts. Big ones, size 44D.
Shhhh. Keep it a secret. It’ll be funny.
Were y’all missing me? I haven’t read anything, will do next Tuesday when I’m back at work (hey, jobs like my current one, that’s what they’re for).
Just coming in to say that today I got the results from an MRI I got for the neurologist (I’m sure that’s the wrong preposition). My brain is just fine, so with that and some other info the doc is saying it looks to him like I get The Bad Dizzy when my autonomous nervous system is just overloaded with stress, new food and yucky temperature changes (like 43C outside and 18C in). He gave me some drops to try next time that I get a bout of The Dizzy that doesn’t go away with caffeine and/or salt.
I’m happy because, ok, it comes down to “stress and too much a/c are bad for you” but it’s sort of an upgrade over the version I’d been getting for 24 years… “oh, it’s just something that happens to you, don’t worry about it!”
Hugs and boos and chocolate and beerverages and congratulations as appropiate 
Just wobbling back in from getting another french-pressed caffeine infusuion.
Someone left their private stash in the break room, and the name makes a good band name:
Money Picked Iron Goddess of Mercy
Amazingly, it’s a real name for a real tea, and it really is picked by monkeys. Crazy world we live in where people prize stimulating beverages that have either been picked by monkeys or shat out by civets. No wonder Mom just sticks with her Folgers.
I should have another interview tomorrow. This one will be for a much higher level position. Oddly enough, they want to pay me to same amount. :dubious: I told them they needed to pay a bit more than that to get me to consider it, so they said okay. Since they’re sending ALL their candidates out for this position, which starts next week, I have no idea what my chances are. The assignment would be for 6 months, covering a maternity leave, which would put me right up to my deadline for finding “permanent” work. It would also put me on an electronic leash 24/7, in a start-up type environment.
The other interview is for a non-profit and would pay 40% less than the other, but it’s only for 2 - 3 months.
Well, kinda sorta good news – Papa Tigs called to see if I’d heard about Rusty, and I hadn’t, so I called over to the vet’s office and although nothing is final yet, his blood work looks good and he’s perking up a quite a bit. So here’s hoping it was just a bad tummy-ache from eating too much Mole (or, scarier thought, Rat)! Anyway, I’m breathing a bit easier now. But the vet bill will probably kill an out-of-town overnight we were going to take next weekend, for some strange reason; I swear, it costs as much to put a dog in the hospital for a day these days as it does a human!
Sean, you have an evil, evil mind. I like that. Here’s hoping Bobbio comes home alien-less – and boob-less! :eek:
Good luck with the interview, Jahdra
Well, I’m leaving on a jet plane tomorrow morning, 6:30 a.m. my time. We’ll be headed to San Clemente/Dana Point for a wedding that has grown out of control and has now turned into a family reunion of sorts. Me and my GF will be flying to Cinncinatti, meeting half of my family at that airport, and we’re all flying out on the same flight. Think of the airplane scene in ]The Beverly Hillbillies movie, only with more teeth and less banjoes.
Talk to y’all next week. Have a good one.
Good to hear about the pup.
Maybe I should apply to vet school…
Home from our hospital adventure. **FCD ** is in bed - he’s just kinda icky feeling. The procedure took about an hour, which was about the time I needed to go to the clay store, spend $123 and change, then get back to the hospital. I sat with **FCD ** for the hour he was supposed to wait till they’d let him go. Oh, and they gave us a CD with his CT scan on it. Oh yeah, we can share pics of his spine with all our friends! 
We stopped for lunch in my old neighborhood, then came home.
My baby is 22 today. Wish she was here. I miss her. Stoopit higher education.
My kiln was down under 700 Degrees F, so I propped the lid open with a 1/2" spacer. With luck, I can unload it in a few hours. I should probably clean the studio first - I have no place to put my stuff when I unload. Always something…
I need a nap. Who stole my nap? Dagnabbit…
Yes. Yes I shall.
Thank You for posting those! She looks like she’s settling in nicely in her new home. Do you really think she doesn’t like you or have I been whooshed?
How adorable! I’m so glad to know she’s having fun and doesn’t seem to be at all traumatized by all the recent moves she’s had to make.
Is she sleeping through the night yet, or is she still waking up at odd hours and biting your feet? It sounds like she cuddles with you (?) – has she figured out the lap thing yet?
Did you get a chance to see the new pictures we added to her web page after you left? I can’t decide which is my favorite; this one, this one, or this one. Oh what the heck, they’re all adorable!
We sure do miss her, although Emma certainly doesn’t! She was out from under the bed, rubbing up on us and begging for attention within 10 minutes of you leaving with Libby.
Thanks for the warm welcome, FairyChatMom and gardentraveler. And best wishes to Mama Tiger and Rusty. I’m sorry to hear about your kitten, VunderBob. 
Hi Shayna! I still don’t think she likes me so no you haven’t been whooshed. She likes her new house but me not so much
For those who haven’t realized I’m here: HI!
Every now and then I wonder how certain people in ‘higher’ education have the brains to get out of bed each day.
Principals I mean.
Grrr.
Who, in their right minds, puts a 3 tear old on a bus, with no name tag, no bookbag and no way for the driver to know who the heck he is, or where he goes?
Know where Zack went? Back to the damn school, that’s where he went. I’d have had the driver take him home, but unfortunately, it was all the driver could do to get “Zack” out of him.
MBG, that’s terrible!! That’s beyond stupid!
You have such an interesting job…
I’m so sorry to hear that. I don’t know if you’re already doing this, but I talked to her all the time, and constantly either picked her up (so she’d get used to being handled) or petted her (she loves between her ears and down her back scratched), as opposed to just letting her play and do her thing.
She was pretty standoffish to us at first, too, mostly because she was scared and confused, which she’s probably a little bit of now, too. She’d come out to play, but if we tried to get too involved, she’d get skittish and run off and hide. We just kept coaxing her with sweet talk and petting and eventually she became quite cuddly (at least with me, I don’t think Thomas ever cared about snuggling with her).
I would periodically seek her out, by calling “kitty” in a kindof squeeish, excited tone (as opposed to that traditional, “here kitty, kitty, kitty”), like “YAY!, KITTY!” and do the same when I came through the door after being gone. Eventually she started running to me with her tail up in the air, and I’m sure she’ll do the same for you in time.
Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help at all.
Doing all of the above…& she still no likey
I’m home, and my back is spasming. I’m off tomorrow, so I think it’s dog park day.
Sorry about the kitty, BBBobbio. Looks like we might get some rain this weekend.
Congrats LOUNE[sup][sup]TM[/sup][/sup]!
Glad Rusty is doing better, MamaTigs. Maggie had a tummy ache once, and it cost me $100. We go enough to get a volume discount, though. :eek:
Sean, if you do that, BBBobbio will be too busy playing with the girls to Mump.
Hi Nava! Glad you have a better diagnosis.
Hey Puppet! How’s it hanging?
MBG, those who can, do. Those who can’t, teach. Those who can’t teach, administrate.
