Nava, you’ll be like me soon and have your own built in tech support. 
:waves: Hi Emily!
metal mouse, you’ll be retiring ~ St. Pat’, if I’m calculating correctly. PUB CRAWL! 
Listening to In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida while working. I’m a librarian…
After 2 anna half hours of thumb twiddlin’, my engineer gave me a couple of parts that needed drawings. Unfortunately, one was already done, so I just had to look it over. The other was pretty simple, and I just dumped both back on his desk. He’s not here so once again, I’m idle.
Just over an hour till quitting time, so there’s that…
Howdy Y’all! Irk has been survived. Magic intartoobz pizza and bag sallit (don’t judge!) for dindin just cause.
Nava proud daddy indeed! Then again, this is second nature stuff to the kid.
{{{Nettie}}} hope you feel better soonest.
OK, time to order some magic pizza. I’s hongry!
Getting irritated here.
I had doctor appointment scheduled for today which I rescheduled last week on Wednesday because this week is a mess. I also left a message with the doctor’s physician’s assistant that I need refills for my prescriptions, a nice long message as requested telling her what meds, the dosages, the pharmacy number, my name, my number, everything they asked for. I was told on the recording if I didn’t hear back from them within 24 business hours to call back and ask to talk to H. I called back on Friday and left a message that I had not heard anything - blah blah blah and once again was told I would be contacted within 24 business hours. Today I call only to be told the office is closed for the Holiday? Today is a Holiday? Then another recording comes on telling my my call is very important and to please hold on. Phone rings and rings and finally goes to a recorder.
The problem is - one of my meds runs out tomorrow, and the others run out in five days. It should not take a week to get a refill called in.
I was polite as I could be on the message, but I told them if I sound a little irritated that this is my third call in less than a week and I don’t know why I am not hearing back and I NEED the script to be called in.
Never did see my boss after asking him for more work. Long day…
One of my sisters sent out an email with pics of people from our old neighborhood. Bear in mind, I moved away 38 years ago. She was aghast that I didn’t recognize any of the photos. Heck, I can’t conjure up mental images of any of them from when I was still a kid at home - why would I be expected to know them today? eeeeesh.
**FCD **isn’t home yet - I’m a bit worried. I’m assuming he’s really busy ahead of his Weds meeting. Poor baby. So I have no idea what we’ll do for supper.
And the mad dash is on to pay all my 50 vendors in one damn day! I have done about 30 of them and now have managed to lock myself out of the accounting system so I am at a standstill until TPTB check their email and unlock my account.:smack:
I sit here unable to do anything for days at a time then they want all the work in one day.
:mad:
Bastiges.
Magic pizza and bag sallit have been ingested. Mayfield Turtle Tracks ice cream later. All is well.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled MMP.
**FCD **wanted veggies, so I cooked him up some N.O.T.s, onions, broccoli, cauliflower, and brussels sprouts. He said it was yum. I opted for chickie and some sweet N.O.T. fries. So we’re both fed and happy. And tahred. C’mon Friday!!!
Apartment is clean, laundry is done and washed away. Dinner tonight is Baked fried chcken, roasted potatoes, blacked eye peas with jalapenos and country ham, and Jack Daniels apple sauce for dessert.
Nava, smart kid that Nephew of yours.
Sari, hope you get your drugs soon.
MOOOOOOM cauliflower, broccoli, and fart blossoms? I’m not sure I’d sleep in the same state as FCD, let alone the same bedroom. :eek:
doggio your laundry washed away? How tragic! 
Loose screen on the washer drain. 
:dubious:
:rolleyes:
Time for ice cream and log off. MWAH!!
I want to eat dinner with Doggio tonight.
We have another mouse. I don’t know where to look for holes anymore.
At least there has been no more water on the bathroom floor. I have no idea where it came from. It was in the middle of the floor, not near any pipes, no spots on the ceiling, no spots on the wall. Who knows?
Maybe whoever put the pot holders in the microwave poured some water on the floor?
I had a job like that once. I couldn’t really afford or justify the price of all the books I read to overcome the boredom so I quit.
{{{{{Nettie and Sari}}}}}
Or did you use actual lava and not the soap by the same name again? 
You beat your peas? :eek:
Dinner was London Broil & garlicy cauliflower.
My excuse? The Canes are sucking tonight, and I’m drinking heavily.
Going back to work sucks. Massively. :mad: