A Picture MMP {My First MMP}

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Mornin’, Mumpers!

I’ve been a busy bee the last few days or so. Yesterday I went shopping and found a formal-type dress for the formal company [del]Christmas[/del] holiday party we’re going to on Dec 7th. I’m kinda excited! I don’t usually do this dressed to the nines stuff. And I bought some fancy shoes, too! And some other (cheaper!) shoes for work. And a tank that was on sale for $4. :wink:

Swampy, I want you to know that even though we had 12 rolls of toilet paper, I made sure we won’t run out and went to Sam’s and bought another 36. Plus a giant package of paper towels, and 10 boxes of Kleenex. I think a few trees died in the making of this post…

I also have been dusting, and vacuuming, and Mr Rebo shampooed the carpets last night and the night before. I washed a ton of clothes, and towels to throw on the shampooed carpets. I still have to clean the guest bathroom, and scrub down the kitchen and mop the floor. Tomorrow will be all about the pre-cooking, baby!

I will brine the bird, and cook the giblets, and bake the cornbread for the dressing, bake an apple pie and make brownies, chop the veggies for the dressing…

Right now I think I will just sit here for a minute… :smiley:

ETA: First on page 3!!! w00t!

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Why must you spread your evil lies?

Last night’s viewing of Black Sheep was a blast. I have declared that movie All That Is Wonderful. It’s got carnivorous weresheep, a sheepaphobe, a guy having sex with a sheep (which may or may not be incest–I’m not lying), same guy becoming less of a man after a sheep bite, sheep flatulence, a sheep driving a car, rabbit guts, and an annoying samurai hippie turning into a sheep. I love this movie and want it to come home with me.

I also have updated pictures of me over on Ye Olde EleJaye.

Today my supervisor in the University Archives is supposed to treat me to lunch for finishing up the A.R. Ammons collection before Thanksgiving. Too bad they dumped another disorganized collection on me to start on before the end of the semester. I guess they like me. (FYI–I work as a graduate assistant in the university library. Reference section and Special Collections.)

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:: Drive BY:: Happy MMP Birfday, all!! All my pictures are on my work computer and I am on vacation this week so cannot contribute. :frowning: However, I must say that we MMP gals have some lurvely eye-candy to study in our fellow posters. :slight_smile:

dotty, what a scary situation with hubby. Don’t let him go all macho about it. You only get one heart and it’s a tiny little engine at that.

Yesterday was busy. Stanley Steamer at 8:30 am and then got my passport pics taken, opened a vacation savings account at the bank, and took the doggies for a lovely walk in the afternoon. I cound really get used to a life of leisure. ::sigh::

Off to purtify and then to the passport office.

Tupug

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Hmm. What to make of this…

Some of you may remember my saga of Susan - the way way back ex that moved into town here a little over a year ago? (Backstory in short form for them that don’t remember: This is 25 or so years ago, I was 22, she was 25 and married. We were THIS close to her dumping the husband, and running off by ourselves. Gorgeous in a very Locklear-ish way. She developed a conscience, and we split up. Last year, she called me at work - she’d seen my name & # on the district website, called and we did the catchup talk. Met later for coffee, she looked better at 50 than she did at 25, and well, sort of came on to me pretty strongly. She’s single, starts the stroking hand business… I came out unscathed and had only run in to her twice or so in the last year. The most recent time she told me she was getting re-married and was very happy.

This morning, I opened my e-mail to find:

"MBG - I know how difficult it’s been for both of us, living in close proximity like this, both of us wanting to know if it really is all in the past, or if there could be a future. (Well, for you maybe, but I put the idea down a year ago…)

I have come to love this town, my boys love their school and I don’t want to run away from you again. But I cannot continue sabotaging my own relationships because I see your face, or hear your voice when I’m with someone else. Just seeing you, with your family, your daughter - saddens me, wondering what we would have had.

I need you to allow me to push away, I need you to reject me. We ended what we had before because I thought doing the right thing was more important than being true to myself. Now that I want to be honest with myself, it’s you that can’t open up to your feelings.

When we see each other, you smile, you’re warm and comforting. We hug like cousins, chat like old lovers who clearly still care for each other - even if you can’t open up and show it. I’m going to make an effort to stop. Each hug, or warm smile I get from you leaves me dazed for a long time wondering if there is a hidden meaning. I replay all thirty seconds of our conversation listening for clues.

I can’t do it. If I see you, I’ll turn away. If you see me, do the same.

I told you that morning at coffee that I’d take you in a heartbeat but only if I had all of you this time. I…no, we thought at the time that being cordial would work. But it can’t for me. It’s taken me 25 years to realize I need to cut you from my life.

So this is goodbye. I missed you for 25 years, and probably always will, but I can’t keep hurting over you. Hell, even YOU are not worth this.

Suz"

105

Be flattered, dude. She still has the hots for you…

106

heh, yeah there IS that…

Maybe I should suggest that we meet so I can call her names, probably spank her a little, so that she gets it once and for all that I only see her as a sex object, and she better get any other ideas right out of her head.

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yawns, scratches Good morning, MMP.

108

Mr. B… What an EXTREMELY SHITTY letter. Sorry she had to send it to you.

109

MBG, that is a bit freaky…

110

MBG, that is weird. I guess she needs to believe that she has more men wanting her than actually do. She sounds extremely high-maintenance and a bit of an attention whore!

111

I sympathize with her, actually. It’s something similar to what I would want to tell That Guy. This “we can just be friends” business is pretty depressing sometimes - it’s heartbreaking to be near someone you can’t have, especially when both of you still have that spark, and pretending that we can be mature about it leads to Bad Things.

Dear God. I hope that letter is not my future.

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Dang, Bus Dude, sounds like someone has issues. My evil side suggests a reply email saying: “No sweat - I’ve been over you for a while. Have a nice life.” But that’s evil. And I’m not evil. I’m nice, dammit.

And I’m taking a glaze break while some of the pieces dry before they get a second coat. Just before I got started, the phone rang, and a recorded voice from UPS started with “For English, press 1, for Spanish, press 1” and I was at a loss, since I was on the rotary phone in the basement. So I hung on for a few seconds, and I guess the recording default is English, because it continued to give me a tracking number and tell me a package would be delivered today and someone over 21 had to be home to receive it.

What is this mysterious and dangerous object, you might ask? (Well, mightn’t you?)

It’s a bandsaw blade **FCD ** ordered from Grizzly. Because, you know, a mere 20-y/o cannot be trusted to sign for such a dangerous object. :rolleyes:

Anyway, it’s no biggie, since I intend to be home all day. I just hope they don’t come while I’m all oooky in my studio, because by the time I de-oooked and got up here, the truck would be gone. And that’s assuming they actually stop and ring the bell, which would set off the dogs and get my attention. Maybe I should stick a note on the door??

I should probably pull something out of the freezer for supper. And vacuum. And dig thru the pile of papers on the desk to see what needs to be paid. I don’t think I’d have made a very good Happy Homemaker - I really hate these domestic chores.

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I misread your post, MBG - I thought you’d met up with her often and recently. If this isn’t the case, then I agree the letter is odd. :confused: From the letter it seemed like the two of you had been seeing a lot of each other lately or something, and that there was something in the air that needed to be cleared up. If that isn’t the case, then yeah, she needs to get over herself.

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Haze, I can see what you’re saying. I’ve been there, too. But I guess that my impression is that Mr. B has let her go along time ago and she’s still pining away for him. I think that your case is different. Your interactions with That Guy seem to be on a different level.

No matter how many people tell you to get away from That Guy, I know how hard it is to do. But let me just tell you that the likelihood of things working out with him is very small. My own personal That Guy, after years of professing his love for me, went on to cheat on his first wife with someone else, divorce the first and has a second wife. And do you want to know what happened the last time that I saw him? The damn idiot was hitting on me again. Just think how you would feel if you were the wife or girlfriend of That Guy. I know it’s been said a thousand times, but it’s true. If he’s doing this to her, he’ll probably do it to you too.

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ETA: Hah. You just reread his post and I just saw yours. :stuck_out_tongue:

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"Dear Fling From My Past:

Welcome to Dumpsville, population you.

Bus Dude"
or

"Dear FFMP:

I’m dumping you now like a load from earth-moving equipment.

MBG"
How about:
"Dump him, and run away with me…

Naaa. Just kidding."
Unlike FCMom, I’m on speaking terms with my inner eeevil.
ETA: On re-read, she’s trying some of the same crap and logic that my cyberstalker did. Run away…

:smiley:

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Yeah, that’s the e-mail that sat in my Draft folder for a while until I cooled down.

Along with the “and damn, I was just about to just knock on your door and carry you off” e-mail, didn’t send that one either.

I think no response is the best response. If, as she says, we run into each other at the mall, and the whole conversation consists of hi howya been - and she spends hours afterwards deconstructing THAT - then the last thing I ought to do is give more to analyze for my ‘true’ feelings.

I’m not angry over it, but I am sitting here mystified which end of the cosmos it came from. Maybe she’s trying the ‘if I tell him he’s losing me for good, he’ll re-think and fall into my arms’ tact?

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Hi, everyone. Sounds like MBG’s ex has Issues! Who wants to bet that she’ll be contacting him again within the next month when she discovers that her email didn’t cause him to beg and plead with her to stay in his life?

:rolleyes:

I got up planning to have a nice day, and then that stupid godawful job I was struggling to finish yesterday, that was only 1/4 as long as I’d been originally told it would be? Ended midsentence. :confused: So even though they’d tried sending it to me sixteen different ways originally, when I sent them the fragment they finally figured out a way to get me the whole file this time. :mad: It’s a hard one. I do not need a long and hard one right before the holidays. (You may commence snerking now.) :frowning:

So much for my nice day. :frowning:

Oh well, I guess the sooner I get to it, the sooner I’ll be finished, right?

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**MamaTigs ** - she’ll have to contact him to find out if he got the email saying she was cutting off contact…

Have fun with your stupid gawdawful job. I’m going back to the basement to get all messy and stuff.

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Hey,** Haze**, just reading in the Pit. Is there anyway that you can remotely convince yourself that That Guy reminds you of the Geico gecko? :smiley:

Mama Tigs, perhaps we should start a betting pool to see how long it takes until the next email.

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Off to Mass. I should come home and housework after that, but I want to go downtown to the fabric store and check for ultra cheap ($1/yard) cotton for baby stuff. I’ll probably be good.

Where did I leave my watch?