Yes, since my leg is only 1.45 lbs! I used chicken broth, since I don’t keep stock. I also have no white wine in the house (or do I-must check). But I used onions, garlic, carrots, celery, salt and pepper.
OK, so basically it’s lamb stew.
not sure about the Aragnac–I know I dont’ have any in the house!
Back from errands. Nice day out there.
Should I join second life? Maybe I should start a thread about that…
Both of my kids were out and out curtain climbers when they were little. I blame Klingon genetics. So they got the butt swat when needed. The one thing I swore I would never do is slap faces and I kept my word, too. Although, my hand twitched on a regular basis. 
taters, good vibes going ot to MIL.
TGIF! Nothing like coming home to dog hork. :rolleyes:
I never smacked my kid, but she got her share of time-outs and groundings. For the most part, tho, she really was a good kid - in fact, I never had to carry thru on the take-away-the-car-keys threat. And now she’s on Dean’s List, so I guess we did OK. Too bad about the whole fiance thing tho… 
**BBBobbio ** - I woke up once absolutely furious at my daughter because of a dream. I sent her an email about it, and she was afraid to open it - I shoulda re-thought the subject line. 
It’s overcast and threatening precip, but nothing yet. In theory, showers will run overnight into the morning, then clear out. If that holds true, we may try to hit the river on Sunday for a little while. Assuming **FCD ** feels OK, that is. He forgot to ask the Dr for some painkillers, and I don’t think the ibuprofen is working any longer. We shall see.
I had my sorta eval from my boss today. He spent much of the time apologizing for not taking care of me. 
I had to point out to him that he’s been the most conscientious boss I’ve ever had. A big part of our conversation centered around getting me work in the next year - I’ve literally gone to him begging for more assignments. I’m hoping my upcoming trek to Miami will lead to some taskers. I’ll do my best to encourage some.
Anyway, I expect I’ll get a very good review, but he sorta already warned me that this time around, I’m likely to see a bigger bonus and a smaller raise. Which really sucks - this close to retirement, my high-3 (the 3 highest years of pay) is foremost in my mind - it’s the main number used to calculate my pension. Of course, he couldn’t talk numbers, nor did I expect him to. But he did say that when he did the executive summary, which is what the board will use to determine monetary disbursements, he’d give each of us a chance to review it and put in any last good words.
Have I ever mentioned how much I like my boss? He’s good people. I hope I stay in his branch.
For now, I’m trying to decide whether to cook dinner or drag my sweetie kicking and screaming to a restaurant. Decisions, decisions…
Drat. :Arranges to sell horsewhip on Ebay:
I got spanked. I threw tantrums, and got spanked. I totally deserved it, and I expect to do it occasionally to my kids if they deserve it. Mr. Lissar and I are both working on The Look. He uses it on the little hellions in the dojo, and I use it on children at work. He can assign pushups and I can’t. I might use those as punishment for our kids.
Grounding, loss of privileges (MamaTigs, I got in trouble for reading in school), time outs. All fine with me. Also, before you go into the store/leave the car, tell your kids how you would like them to behave, and if they manage it, congratulate them. I don’t think it would work all the time, but it’s good to have some positive reinforcement, instead of just yelling at them when they’re terrible.
I’m going to be relying on a couple of message boards for advice. I’ve already got a couple of threads bookmarked. By and large I’m not too worried, although I don’t have a lot of experience with little boys.
Mr. Lissar did a lot of falling off stone walls, and broke his nose when his mom threw a blackboard down the stairs. And his front teeth off doing a faceplant halfway up a metal slide. I expect similar mishaps. Except I’d like not to throw a blackboard at my kid’s face.
Taters, more prayers headed out.
Praying, good thoughts, boos, yays, yippees as appropriate.
**Swampy ** where are you? We’ve been good. Come back and play with us please.
I’m looking forward to this evening. No one coming over, and hubby is working as usual. An evening in the house to myself. A little slice of heaven for me. Yay. 
I think I’m going to dig out some of my scrapbooking stuff and play. Oooo, or do I want to start going through the sewing book that I got. Decisions, decisions. Although, I have to make it through another hour and a half of work first.
Well, I managed to be productive.
I’ve finished steamcleaning the carpet in the den. It was pretty gross. Unfortunately, I ran out of spot treater, but I seem to have gotten pretty much everything up.
If anything, I can run the steamer again. I wanted to hurry up and finish it before the kids got home from school and before hubby got home from work. It does look 100% percent better, but I still see some things on the carpet. I’m anal about that when I do run the steamer. If I had more time, and the family wasn’t coming home, I’d have spent a good five or six hours in here getting every last spot out.
There will, however, be hell to pay when the family does come home. Why they can’t grab a rag and the spot treater as soon as they spill is beyond me. I’m gross and sweaty from the work I did put into the carpet. If there is one little drip on this carpet tonight they will all be in BIG, BIG TROUBLE. I will restrict ALL of them, husband included, from the den.
I guess, since I’m all gross and sweaty, I should clean up.
Oh, I also managed to put a roast with taters, onions, and carrots in the slow cooker this morning.
They all better 'preciate me tonight.
The lamb was quite tasty. Needed some salt. The kids looked at me like I had slaughtered Bambi, and wouldn’t eat it. They had rolls for dinner. (I slaved over that crockpot for a good 10 minutes-ungrateful brats!).
I’ll make it again and try it with white wine, too.
I fell asleep on my way to do stuff, so the stuff still needs doing. <sigh>
Well, at 4:55 I got a frantic call from the office, asking me to transcribe part of a DOJ press briefing ASAP. They’re usually boring and stupid, but pay well, so I said sure.
Turned out to be the farewell ceremony for Attorney General Gonzales. :rolleyes: 
Be proud of me, I made it through it without tossing my cookies. But I had to warn Papa Tigs to ignore all my shouting at the computer, as I got more and more aggravated at the sheer insanity of the things people were saying. Uh, reality check, anyone? :rolleyes:
After that, I feel like I need to take a long hot shower or something. So I’m going to turn off the computer and spend a nice pleasant evening pampering myself. And wondering just WHERE our missing Bear is!!!
MrEms-to-be is here - YAY! He is currently playing golf then we are going out to dinner.
I also got word today that my Dad had been moved up the list and will be surgerised for his hip replacement in 2 weeks on the 29th. So I have been running round trying to take care of all the stuff that needs to be taken care of before I leave on the 26th!
Where is da bear ?
Yay for the future Mr. mmmmmmm being there!
Well, I’ve organized my pictures, kind of. And watched three movies: Return to Me, Friends with Money, and 4 Weddings and a Funeral. Only one I hadn’t seen before was Friends with Money. Didn’t like it much; seemed rather focused on a bunch of self-absorbed people, most of which weren’t all that likable (is that redundant?).
Late for bed…again.
Still no bear?
GT
This is not good. First, there was much screaming, which I thought was kids fooling around. Now, there is a police helicopter circling over and over, complete with spotlight, so apparently not. But no sirens? What the hell is going on out there? I don’t, for obvious reasons, wish to go outside and check. I really need to move. Where are there no crazy people?
I’m glad the week is over. My cuticles are torn to shreds from all the paper handling I did this week, plus I have a bruise on my thumb from the “ambidextrous” scissors. Apparently, ambidextrous in this case means “left handed people should use the scissors with their right hand unless they want a big honking bruise.” Left handed scissors have been really hard to find lately, since all the manufacturers **swear **they make ambidextrous scissors. They lie. The only decent scissors I own are left handed sewing Fiskars, which are unsuitable for office work.
I finally got my computer this afternoon, and by Monday morning, it should actually work. I might even have a phone by then.
Spaulding made me think of the sports brand, although I’m not sure that’s how it’s spelled. So now I have a volleyball image stuck in my head. Thanks a lot.
Oh sure. . . now that you remember. Did that weird language sound kinda like. . . English? Us Americans have a weird habit of lapsing into that every once in a while. And did the ritual recitals sound like ‘Go USA, Go USA’? Or Go [something else]? Another weird habit for sure. But don’t worry, I hear those stains clean up pretty easily.
Now why does that not surprise me?!
FCM, how cool to have a great boss!!
I’m a little late for the vote, but as to your dinner choice, maybe you could cook dinner and drag your sweetie kicking and screaming somewhere else. Just a thought.
So is this like a teaser that we’ll be able to see them one day?
It seems that I spoke too soon about my Creative Zen. The installation worked great and the player worked great with the installation. Then I plugged it into the USB port to recharge and now it won’t. turn. on. Oh well, since I was pretty skeptical that it was going to work without a hitch, I’m not surprised. Other than that, and including that really, it’s been a pretty nice day.
Good night and good morning (to the night crew)!
Dotty, since this is like your Saturday night, I’m not sure if you’ll see this, but here’s my song to you tonight. I couldn’t decide which singer I liked better so I listed them both.
Misty
[Ella Fitzgerald/Johnny Mathis]Look at me, I’m as helpless as a kitten up a tree;
And I feel like I’m clingin’ to a cloud,
I can’t understand
I get misty, just holding your hand.
Walk my way,
And a thousand violins begin to play,
Or it might be the sound of your hello,
That music I hear,
I get misty, the moment you’re near.
Can’t you see that you’re leading me on?
And it’s just what I want you to do,
Don’t you notice how hopelessly I’m lost
That’s why I’m following you.[/Ella Fitzgerald/Johnny Mathis]
Never tell (younger) children what they’re eating until they’ve eaten! (We got ours to enjoy Rabbit stew this way)
“…Cthulu!! LAAA!!!..” is English? :eek:
In my own news, my mother is quite a but better than last week – she’s been transferred from the ICU to Oncology, has been eating, walked a few steps under her own pawer, went to the bathroom herself… all good things. We’re hoping she’s strong enough to fly back by Monday or Tuesday. Of course, what with most of the guesses as to how she got into this condition in the first place being either Cancer- or Chemo-related, I doubt she’s just going home to live happily ever after… but we’ll deal with those issues when she’s back.
Jahdra, we expect a full report from you as soon as you have any idea what’s up. If only to be sure you’re alive!
Bear, bear, where oh where are you!?
I’m starting to be officially worries about him…
Up and caffeinating already. Yes, that’s a good thing, because since it’s Saturday I can get back in bed.
I’m going to say that I’m hoping that DaBear is experiencing computer problems and that’s why he hasn’t been around. Either computer or internet problems. There you have it!
BooFae, that sounds way more serious than a sty!! I hope your eye is healing up, and that you’re feeling better.
I’m going to surf around the 'net a bit more, than we’ll see what is on today’s agenda … besides a nap, that is. Enjoy your weekend!
We went out to eat at Capt. Leonard’s, which is really close by. We got there early enough that we didn’t have to wait, which meant we were back home early. And we pretty much crashed for the evening. He was in pain, and I was just tired. The only thing we accomplished was I made a mold of his fingers for a future clay project. The mold should be dry by now - I need to check it out.
I’m up obscenely early out of habit. It’s cool and wet and overcast out - should clear up later today. My first chore is to *finally *finish the sail cover. I’ve been putting it off because what I have left to do is mostly a pain. But it’s gotta get done, so I’ll take care of it this morning.
I did a bear hunt on his local news sites, and no reports of him being in jail or dancing nekkid in the bacon section of the Safeway or winning a lottery, so here’s hoping it’s something stupid like net access, since he can no longer get on at work. But you’d think out of consideration, he’d use a library terminal or something.
So anyway, I’m caffeinating and waiting for sunrise. Things’ll get done eventually. Such is my weekend.
Howdy all! Nothing exciting to report from this little corner of the Old World - life as usual, interspersed with feeding, changing and sleeping (both me and HRH!). Ohh, wait - that is life ::sigh:: Well, it [del]looks[/del]feels like Noor’s first tooth is pushing its way out through her bottom gums - the last couple of days, I have felt a little sharp edge of something when she has been chewing on my finger. Welcome to the world of teeth-brushing! One more exciting thing to add to my repertoire of mothering skills!
Speaking of which Lili, throw away all the books that require you to do anything that conflicts with your own instincts; even some of the threads here have advice that sets my teeth on edge. You can take in as much advice as you want or need, but ultimately I let my own innate mothering instinct guide me in most everything. Every baby has a few things in common with all the other babies on earth, but there are just as many differences, not to mention the whole spin that tinyninjachef’s own personality will add to the mix.
Spanking is something I copped a lot of as a kid - I was stubborn and suffered from selective hearing loss (I just didn’t listen if I didn’t like what was being said! ). My father also used to put the fly swat to good use occasionally - man, that stung like you would not believe! I haven’t devised a clear plan yet for discipline, but I don’t think spanking will be a part of it. I think time-out will figure in our plan, along with some kind of rewards program. I think there is a lot to be said for positive reinforcement, perhaps because I find my personal experience shows that rewards for good behaviour (or even performance in a work environment) work much better than just punishing bad behaviour. Of course, I have zero experience thus far, so I am really talking through my hat at this point!
Taters, prayers headed your way for MiL and your family.
MBG, enjoy your Mom’s visit. My folks will be here in about 5 weeks to visit [del]Noor[/del]us! We are looking forward to having some built-in babysitters for a couple of weeks, and I think Grandma and Grandad are just anxious to get in some more cuddles!!!
{{{{Nooner}}}} More prayers headed your way for your mother and your family.
swampbeer, where are you???
Well, time to get off my butt and cook something for iftar (aka breakfast, aka break-fast) before the time for eating actually rolls around! I also need to wash and sterilise some bottles and prepare HRH’s medicine for tomorrow.
Eesh. I’m about to make a relatively significant impulse purchase. I get home to find that MindWife has found a pretty good deal on a laptop. We’ve been looking to get aother laptop since we had to sell our last one to get out of some debt. Well, she found a good deal on a Satellite A100 for $425. It’s not bad, actually; Centrino 1.8GHz, 15.4" widescreen monitor, 80 gig hard drive, half a gig of DDR2 RAM, well taken care of (it’s used, a little under a year old, still has a few months of warranty left), so all in all a good deal; he wanted to sell it because he bought a smaller lappy to tote around university, as this one was too heavy for him. And it was the last day he was going to take offers. So, after some discussion and plunging into a bit more debt, we decided to get it. I’ve got the cash in my pocket, and I’m picking it up this morning. We’re gonna be tight for the next few weeks though. On the bright side, she can stop kicking me off my computer now when she wants to browse or play with Facebook, and we can pair up when we play Euchre online.
I am alive and well, I promise! I got emails from Taters and BioRosie this week. This is the first time this week I’ve had a chance to check email or anything cause of work. Been a looooooooooooooong work week for me. That’s ok though cause the pay me good to be there. I’m just tahred though and got a mountain o’ laundry to do plus da cave and the yards are a mess. Thus today I do laundry, shovel out da cave and mow/edge/trim the yard. I really want to get most of that done today if at all possible so I can have one day (tomorrow) to slack off.
So, hey everybody! I missed y’all! I haven’t read any of the MMP yet, so just please know I’m not ignorin’ anybody, I just don’t know anything yet.
I’ll be back!
OK, bear, work is an acceptable excuse, but fercryinoutloud!!! Call somebody when you’re going to be absent from the MMP. We worry, dammit!!! In fact, we should all share our numbers to some extent so we can prevent further worry.
**MamaTigs ** and I have established such a connection. What about the rest of ya? HUH??
Sheesh, you’d think mumpers would have this worked out ahead of time. :rolleyes:
PS: Glad it’s just overwork, swampy. My overactive imagination had visions of hospitals and traction and nasty nurses poking pointy things all over your pathetic person. Don’t do that again, dagnabbit!
PPS: **FCD ** just left to futz about on the boat. I’m showered, fed, and about to start work. Sadly, one chore includes replacing the tail on the kitty jar I made last week. Stoopit thing fell off. Always something…
Da bear lives! I got home last last night, and went to bed. I’m up today, gonna wash my car, and buy more clothes, since the laundry room is tied up at the moment.
Lunch, glad Mom is doing a bit better.
FCM, I’m sure there’s some “poking” when Nurse ACBG comes by.