You know, when I first read Haze’s post, I thought it said, “Yay for boobs!” and had to go back and read again.
I’m keeping my appendages crossed for all of you with pending/probable job opportunities.
I survived irk and my weekend has begun. Hubby suggested soup and grilled cheese sammiches for dinner tonight. Works for me! Easy-peasy to make. I made my grilled cheese with a combo of swiss and american cheese. I would have used cheddar, but I was out.
I’ve got lots of chores to take care of tomorrow. I’m going to try and get them all done so I’m not racing around like a maniac on Saturday.
We’re cooking dinner for our “core” group and playing 99. They just can’t get enough of that game. Frankly, I’m a little sick of it, but it makes them happy, so we play.
Hmmm, guess that’s all I’ve got for now. Smooches and hugs to all.
If you do have a baby and its born with a full beard, I deny ever having known you.
Especially if its a boy.
(of course I have to deny the same thing to my wife almost every time she sees a headline like that in the supermarket check-out line. I’m used to it. )
OK ------- I was going to resist saying this but ------------ I know some lesbians you have got to meet. We’ve often sat around together oogling hooters.
My grandma is home again. Hopefully her doc will be able to figure out exactly what was going on (some sort of congestive heart failure, but exactly what and why are still up in the air). And hopefully my mom has convinced her that the next time she is having some sort of heart-related emergency she needs to call a friggin’ ambulance, not just get my aunt to drive her to the hospital…she had to concede that being monitored on the way there, plus having the people aboard who know what the *#&$ to do if something really bad happens on the way, made sense. Gaaah…stubborn old ladies! You see, she doesn’t want to bother the nice young men…sigh
I’ve already informed my mom that if she ever pulls that sort of crap, I will kill her.
Thanks folks for putting the smile on my face tonight!
Taters, I loves me some grilled swiss cheese sammiches! The swiss works great, such a sweet, nutty flavor. YUM!
Keeping appropriate appendages crossed for -all-! Good luck!!
And last of all (I know I am forgetting quite a few comments I wanted to make, but I just can’t remember what all they were … :(). thank OG tomorrow is finally FIRDAY because I don’t think I could take another day of irk this week! LOL
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN Day four of irk looms.
I was fast asleep by seven last night. I laid on da bed to watch some teevee but started gettin’ drowsy so I turned teevee off and that’s the last thing I remember until I woke up. I figure I slept about eight and a half hours. I needed that!
Ok, time to feed rumbly tummy and purtify for irk. Le Sigh.
I’ve been translating this novel summary from English to Korean (for some publishing company) - the thing is my Korean is not as perfect as my English, so I kept bugging my co-worker with questions about certain phrases.
“How do Korean people count corpses?”
“What is the correct term for “child prostitute” in Korean?”
Morning all. Happy Firday! I am suffering irk today, the place is full of idiot students who seem to think that we exist to open doors for them. I was completely washed out yesterday, I only had about 3hrs sleep the night before so I was really not fit for anything all day, went home and had a bath then made dinner (well, nuked the stuff I took out of the freezer) and went to bed.
I didn’t sleep very well after all that, so I am still feeling tired today but at least it’s Firday and I get to finish early. Other than that, I shall be mostly drinking tea.
Appendages crossed for jobs, health and anything else you need…hugs, boos, yays, trout and noogies for the rest!
Can we un-cross them long enough to walk around? I’m at the library and don’t want to have to explain why I’m jumping twisted-legged, if I happen to run into one of my more-traditional teachers.
I just got a call from The Good Agent who says he’ll call me on April 9 (once I’ve landed back in Spain) and expects to have a job for me then. Yay an’ stuff. I promise I won’t cry if he calls me faster.
Two days ago I was on the phone with two people from The Bad Agency, who were going to set me up with an interview “the same day or tomorrow” (‘tomorrow’ being yesterday). No interview. And yet, for some reason I’m absolutely Not Sorry, Not Fretful… do you think it might be because it’s the agency that was so bad, working for them convinced me to go freelance?
Hits MBG with the You’re Married Stick
I don’t want to say it too loud, but maybe the worst of the slump has passed… there are quite a few Dopers in bad situations that I sure hope can find something good soon! (Don’t want to name names because you never know who’s going to be offended either because you name them or because you don’t)
Does she know? Then again, I’m sure she does now if she didn’t…
You say “bring some wine, will you? Red. Thanks. Love ya.” or equivalent.
My boobs are perfectly happy to have people cheer for them. Go boobs!
On semi-related news, as they are ginecological, I got my girly bits scraped by the second time this week. The results should be back before I leave for Spain. Three years ago they were fine, I hope the same will happen this time, mostly because the opposite sucks. And I need to set up a Smooshing when I get home… and set up an appointment with the Taxman… and… no, the Taxman isn’t ginecological, although sometimes it feels like lube should have been involved. At least this time I know I’m due for a return, as I made a mistake in the second quarter of last year and overpaid.
I’m awake and have been for at least an hour or so. The dogs started barking when my mom was outside cleaning the car off since there’s about* 1 1/2 inches of snow on the ground*.! :eek:
Snow? Holy crap on a cracker. Beautiful and sunny here in Paris
TGIF…another long week this week and only semi productive. I did get passport photos that meet USA specs for my visa so I plan on uploading the form this afternoon and I am one step closer to being back with mr ems. Whoohoo!
This weekend, I will accomplish another First In My Life, which is using duct tape for its intended purpose of sealing a duct.
Damned cats luuuurrrrrrve to get behind the dryer and shred the dryer duct. In the winter, I don’t mind it so much because the heat and humidity means I don’t have to run my expensive baseboard heaters. Now it’s spring, and despite the cold snap coming this afternoon that’s snowing on Bunz, I want the exhaust to go outside.
Soapy, if kitteh no comz home, there’s 3 U can haz at my place.
More cheers for Nava’s boobilage. That goes for Spuds and Haze, too.
Happy Firday, and may everyone have the chance to skip out on irk early today.
