A Random MMP (My first MMP!)

I wouldn’t worry about that. Apocalypto already did that pretty well.

MT–We are doing the same thing. Hubby is contacting the insurance agency to get flood coverage. We kept meaning to do it, but never did. I gave taht task to hubby since he is home this afternoon and I have to work. Speaking of work, is it quitting time yet? I wish…only lunch time here…

Sean, I refuse to believe I’m getting older, so I’m sure you aren’t either.

Howdy all! Sorry about being AWOL, but I have had a whole bunch of internet problems this last week and my access has been sporadic at best and downright useless the other 99% of the time. :rolleyes:

Ummmmm … interesting OP Socks. :dubious: Sorry - I got nothing!

HRH is doing fine - she is 4 1/2 months old now and weighs in at just under 8kg (about 17 pounds). According to her paediatrician, she is developmentally on a par with most 6 month olds :cool: - rolling from back to front, front to back, swivelling around and trying to crawl (although she gets nowhere). Given her condition, this is just superb news, so we are hopeful that she will not have any long term physical or language handicap. The paediatrician wants to schedule the follow-up MRI for early October (when Noor hits 6 months) to see how/if the haematoma in her temporal lobe has reduced and whether we can wean Noor off her epilepsy meds. Fingers crossed!!!

Anyhoo, I gotta run and finish preparing dinner, so I will try to keep up and keep in touch this week!

I want to play too! Not that I really know how, but hopefully you’ll all be nice and welcoming and all… I’ve been tuning into the MMP a bit lately but I never know what to say.

Mmmm. Orange chicken. Does Lean Cuisine make one of those? I’m too tired to cook today.

Now, to share something random of my own:

My Mom is extremely hesitant about coming to visit me, and I don’t understand it. It’s not because she hates flying - my aunt is willing to drive the whole 10-hour trip. It’s not about money, because she’ll be staying with me and I’m treating her to stuff while she’s here. So what is it? I’ve been here 5 months now and I’m proud of the little world I’ve set up all by myself like a real grownup, and I want to show my mommy!

My aunt’s still trying to talk her into a Labor Day visit, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed but not holding my breath. If she doesn’t come, I will spend several hours on Labor Day weekend at the Cheesecake Factory, sampling as many cheesecakes as my gut will handle. After pot-stickers.

I’m here, working but I’m not enjoying it.

Doc put me on some new drug Friday, and all I want to do is SLEEEEEEP.

Which I cannot afford to do, right about now especially.

Ah, here’s my food. Bye.

We have taken stream-of-consciousness to a completely new level today.

I just haven’t figured if it’s a level worse or a level better.

Much angst and agida this year at the Ren Faire. Much more so than normal, for assorted reasons, and to the point that we’re thinking of dropping out of our usual active participation and letting someone else see what we’ve been putting up with.

Mayhem here today. Apparently one of the mainframes decided it was time for a large-scale hardware failure over the weekend. IBM is flying in mainframe parts from all corners of the country and there’s much semi-organized scrambling to put Humpty Dumpty back together again.

I think I’ll just go find a quiet corner to hide in…

Ha Ha! I spotted a misspelling in a Google ad. The ad: “McDonald’s: We’re pulling all-nighters! Many Driove-Thrus Open 24 hrs.”

Welcome, Aunty Jen! Is this the right dish? Or maybe this?

No fair about your mom… hopefully your aunt will talk her into it soon.

Today sure is Monday, isn’t it? I swear, the clock kept speeding up this morning, but now it’s just creeping along.

Since everyone here knows I’m leaving in two weeks, I have no work to do. I would welcome label cutting at this point. Apparently, my assignment could have ended Friday. Oh well, I get paid the same, whether I’m doing any work or not.

There is the database I’m supposed to be working on, but tech support hasn’t gotten back to me. The database was handed off to me with a “Here, various people have been working on this sporadically for over a year, but now we want it completed tomorrow or next week or possibly by the end of the year. You don’t know anything about this kind of database? No problem, neither did the people before you!” Well, that explains why it was set up backwards, at least. I do need help to fix it without breaking it more. At least in its current unusable state, there are no users adding to the existing chaos.

Next page?

Finally got one! :stuck_out_tongue:

I hope your mom comes to visit Aunty Jen. I have similar problems with my mother, and it sucks because we’re really close, but she just hates traveling, whether it’s flying or driving or whatever. I used to live about an hour away, and we’d get together once a month or so and I miss that a lot now. :frowning:

Hi dotty! ::waves:: Glad Noor’s doing well.

All of the high mucky mucks here are gone through Wednesday. That and this rainy, blah weather are combining to make the desire to get work done just totally nonexistent. Well, that and everyone stopping to comment on the wizard cupcakes.

How are you at rebuilding mainframes? :stuck_out_tongue:

To be fair, the people who work on our mainframes know the things inside and out. From what I’ve heard, the problem is so bad that the building containg it may as well have burnt to the ground, destroying the system in the process - it’s that badly damaged. Fortunately, we do have backup systems in other states.

In the world of mainframe computing, burning down an IBM Would Be A Good Thing. Thus sayeth me, who cut my computer teeth on VAXen. :stuck_out_tongue: :wink:

I just got a call from the doc’s office. He’s in surgery and has to cancel the afternoon appts. :rolleyes: Now, I have to wait until September 11th.
Oh, I forgot to mention, I’m officially old now. My regular doc put me on an anti-hypertensive last week. My blood pressure has been a little high the last few times I was in to see her, and with the tingling, she decided it was time to intervene.

(My bold) Do you mean she’d shop for a minute? :smiley: Bobbio, the seizure situation you described is called status epilepticus, or in the biz, just status. I hep’ you sound smart. :stuck_out_tongue:

Thanks, scout. On reflection I have to agree with you.

I think I pissed off my mom yesterday. We’re all flying out to California at the beginning of September for a wedding (my cousin, her niece). We’ve already changed hotel reservations once, and now my mom wants me to change our reservations so that we;re in the same hotel as her, her sister (my aunt and niece’s mom) and my sister (who only changed her mind about flying out at pretty much the last minute.) The hotels are within sight of each other, and the supposed deal we can get isn’t much of a deal, because we can’t get the rate she got a week ago for one of the nights (four days and five night trip length.) She called three times over the weekend to get us to switch. I finally had to tell her that we weren’t going to make anymore changes. We already vhanged hotels once, and also the flight reservations so that we could all meet up in Cincinnatti and take the same final leg of the journey together on the same plane, and that she would just have to live with the crushing disappointment on me staying 2 minutes away instead of in the same building.

Knowing my mother, I can just guess what the conversation between Cinncinatti and Orange County airport (me and my GF are sitting next to her) is going to be about.

I say we all chip in and get Sean a “Bad Son Of The Year” award. :smiley: You are a cruel man! Imagine not being willin’ to make yet another change in reservations just so you can be two minutes closer to your mother. Sheesh! :stuck_out_tongue:

Howdy Y’all! I’m all home from work, ok have been for over an hour now. I’ve showered and chilled. In about an hour ol y’all know who and I are headin’ over to the church for our men’s night. Since I’m on first right now I can go. YAY! What? It’s sump’n we both enjoy. Ain’t nuttin’ big. Everybody brings a steak/whatever and beverage (beerverage) of choice (what? We are Whiskypalians, after all!) and whoever is bein’ “host” provides the fixin’s for which we all kick in a couple or three bucks to cover the cost of. Always a nice couple of hours.

Work was, well, work. I am learnin’ the joys of reselect for the next couple of days. I wonder how many times I can work the word “couple” into this post. This is where one determines what is and is not salvagable (slavageable?) product, said product bein’ on hyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge pallets (stacked 14 high 8 - 10 across, depending on type of container) that have somehow been damaged whilst livin’ in the warehouse awaiting shipment. One disposes of damaged product and sets salvagable (salvageable?) product aside for repalletizing. I’ll bet everybody envys me for that important work. HAH!

Anywho, ol’ y’all know who just showed up so I gotta go make nice for a bit. No not that! Y’all have such gutter minds!

Later Y’all!

“Salvageable” looks right to me. I haven’t actually looked it up anywhere, of course, but usually the ol’ eyeball test serves me well. My WordPerfect says “salvageable” is the right one, too, so I’d go with that one if I were you.

Now, I don’t trust the WordPerfect dictionary a whole lot because they don’t include a lot of words – especially none of the four-letter variety, since apparently the company was founded by folks who don’t believe in swearing – but that situation has long been remedied. Not by me since of course no four-letter words would pass my innocent lips :smiley: , but by all the evil people who use swear words in transcripts. It’s particularly funny to hear cursing when people are testifying:

Q. So what were his exact words?
A. He said to me, “What the f*** are you doing?”

And it’s always said with zero emotion, so it sounds like someone’s just reading from the dictionary. What’s even funnier are the people who think that because there’s a female court reporter in the room, they should only use euphemisms 'cause the real words might burn our innocent little ears. As if! :smiley:

Anyway, Isaac begged and begged me to take him outside to play until he finally [del]suckered me into it[/del] convinced me. Of course, I’d left the lawn chair out in the rain last night, so I had to cover it with some ripstop nylon scrap so as to not get my delicate behind damp. :smiley: But at least he’s stopped bugging me now; he’s lying here twitching in his dreams. Stoopid dog.

I’ve started another pretty knitting pattern using some bamboo yarn that is so scrumpdelyicious that I can hardly stand it. I’ll take a photograph of it for you; the colors are as scrumpdelyicious as the feel of the yarn. I have no idea how warm bamboo might be, so this is a purely decorative scarf, not one to wear out in the cold. But I suspect I’m not the only one who will find it irresistible!

Okay, back to work. Last vulgar interview in the series. Yuck.

Stupid MS Word, deciding for me what I really meant to say… I thought I caught them all. :mad:

People say f*** in court? Ye gods-what is the world coming to? Don’t they know that’s really sh*tty manners? :wink:
I made cookies. I can’t find the hammer, so I can’t put up the rods for my daughter’s window treatments, so I made cookies. It seemed a natural progression to me.

The 3 nine year olds are here again. Still bickering, still bored. School cannot start soon enough for me. It stopped raining for a bit-the skies opened up AGAIN about two hours ago. Lord knows how much rain we’ve gotten now. I feel like a duck.