Worked, walked Gordie, went to the Bistro and watched the team lose. Bed time after beer.
{{{{{sari and family}}}}}
Buters , hope you get your staff.
rosie, I don’t know what I’ll be if i grow up, either.
Nut, glad you idn’t go for te interview. Sounded way sketchy.
Blurf.
Started the day with low blood sugar, which I fixed before I started shaving.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 55 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 79 for the day. Of course I will be inside on a nice day.
Sari sorry about mom’s bf. May his last days be peaceful.
Butters so sorry about your brother, as well. I’ve lost one sibling as well as my father. Losin’ a siblin’ (for me my younger brother) is a really, really strange feelin’ I can’t describe. It’s a cross between sadness, of course, and surreal because it’s hard to prepare for the loss of a sibling. None of that probably makes sense except maybe to someone who has lost a sibling.
Ok, that’s all I got. I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy is hongry. Then, alas and alack, irk purtificationmust commence. ICK!
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
Blurf.
It’s Wednesday. I’ve eaten and am enjoying my second - count 'em second! - cup of coffee. I’m fed, the phone hasn’t started ringing yet, and I’ve got my next knitting project laid out.
Condolences to those who are going through difficult situations.
Because I haven’t said this in weeks “guess what DAY it IS?” Today I see the breast sturgeon for mammogram follow-up ("everything looks fine, that will be $150, thank you) and my head shrink for pre-op anxiety. I cannot wait til this surgery is over! I believe cookies have healing properties so I will be stocking up this weekend. Jewel (aka Albertson’s) makes an Almond Joy cookie that is to die for. If you like coconut. If you don’t, you’d probably die of the hatred.
my mothers bf died this morning
{{{{Sah}}}}
{{Sari & family}}
Up and caffeinated, working late shift tonight.
{{{{{{Sari and family}}}}}}}
{{{{{Butters}}}}}
Good luck on the surgury, WetOne.
Sounds a little, ahem, *fishy *to me. :rolleyes:
{{{Sah-mom}}}
But he’s sure to have all his ducks in a roe.
sari, I am so sorry. Hugs to you and your mother.
That joke sure laid an egg.
One guy at work had a non-linear waterfowl issue.
He didn’t have all his ducks in a row.
I scrambled to find that one.
That one isn’t all it’s qucked up to be.
{{{{{{sari & family}}}}}
rain induced blurfage
That’s why ducks don’t fly upside down; they’d quack up.
{{{Sari, Sari’s Mom, and Family}}} I’m so sorry for your loss. Here’s wishin’ your mother peace as she deals with this. For you, as well.
I cry fowl at all these puns.
Irk has been non-stop and will continue to be. I’m takin’ a few minutes break before headin’ out to get a new person started this afternoon. I get to do this up in the north forty tomorrow as well. Neither of these appear to be flakes. At least not yet. [del]Minions[/del] Assistants are out and about doin’ the same thing. I foresee a Firday of bein’ buried in a sea of paperirk. That’s ok though cause that means we’re doin’ what we get paid to do. Rah.
Laterz!
I canard believe you posted a fake duck fact.
Fake duck fact.
Okay…